Chap 2. Lets eat some macadamias and do some talking around a big table.
Sam, Daniel, Teal'c and General Hammond were all waiting for Jack to arrive in the debriefing room. Sam got a little peckish and started to eat some macadamia nuts.
Jack stumbled in loudly through the door, startling Sam. The half chewed macadamia nut shot out of Sams mouth, went flying across the room and hit Daniels glasses smashing the lens.
"Sorry Daniel!" Sam said.
"No, Don't worry, I'm used to it. I carry spares." Daniel wiped the remaining macadamia from his eye, reached into his pocket and took out a pair of new glasses.
"Okay, we're all here. Lets get on with it," The General said trying not to laugh at the small, swelling, wet, macadamiary bruise Daniel had rising from his eye lid.
Jack went for his chair, he missed it, he lost his balance and went crashing to the ground. Jacks vision became impaired and his headache just turned into a migraine. After a few minutes of tumbling, cursing and spewing, he got up and sat in the chair. His face flustered.
"Ookay, I'm going to pretend that didn't happen," Jack wiped the remaining vomit from his face. "That's not gonna leave a mark on my record is it?" "No, but its gonna leave on hell of a mark on the nice new carpet," said General Hammond. He pressed a key on the intercom, "Get a cleaning lady in here, pronto!"
"Are we gonna do this or are we gonna do this?" asked Sam holding her nose at the stench of the beery vomit. The cleaning lady entered the room and began to clean up the vomit. "Any way! On with business. Colonel O'Neill, Teal'c. I assume the time loop must have been exhausting for you,"
"Oh, it was sir. Very much so," Jack sighed.
"- So, I have gone to the trouble of arranging Sg1 a holiday to Australia. You will have plenty of spending money, to spend of coarse, on what u want." Announced Hammond.
"But Sir!" Sam objected. "Wont the SGC need me?"
"Oh No! No! There will be a fill in for you and Dr. Jackson while you are there," replied the General.
"When do we depart?" inquired Teal'c.
"In two days," said Hammond.
"Sweet!" Jack cooed.
"Ehem. You don't just arrange a holiday for us out of the blue and on such short notice. Some of us might have prior engagements," Daniel snooted.
"You? PRIOR ENGAGEMENTS?!" Jack snorted "Never"
"shut up!" Daniel snapped.
"Well then. Here are your travel details," General Hammond handed out the details, he accidentally stepped in Jacks remaining vomit.
He shuddered violently, he shook his leg lightly attempting to get the fowl stuff off. "You people have fun, Dismissed."
Sg1 left the room happily.
Teal'c approached Daniel in the corridor.
"Doctor Jackson, where or what is, Aoostralia?" he attempted the strange word.
"Come with me and I'll explain everything..."
Sam, Daniel, Teal'c and General Hammond were all waiting for Jack to arrive in the debriefing room. Sam got a little peckish and started to eat some macadamia nuts.
Jack stumbled in loudly through the door, startling Sam. The half chewed macadamia nut shot out of Sams mouth, went flying across the room and hit Daniels glasses smashing the lens.
"Sorry Daniel!" Sam said.
"No, Don't worry, I'm used to it. I carry spares." Daniel wiped the remaining macadamia from his eye, reached into his pocket and took out a pair of new glasses.
"Okay, we're all here. Lets get on with it," The General said trying not to laugh at the small, swelling, wet, macadamiary bruise Daniel had rising from his eye lid.
Jack went for his chair, he missed it, he lost his balance and went crashing to the ground. Jacks vision became impaired and his headache just turned into a migraine. After a few minutes of tumbling, cursing and spewing, he got up and sat in the chair. His face flustered.
"Ookay, I'm going to pretend that didn't happen," Jack wiped the remaining vomit from his face. "That's not gonna leave a mark on my record is it?" "No, but its gonna leave on hell of a mark on the nice new carpet," said General Hammond. He pressed a key on the intercom, "Get a cleaning lady in here, pronto!"
"Are we gonna do this or are we gonna do this?" asked Sam holding her nose at the stench of the beery vomit. The cleaning lady entered the room and began to clean up the vomit. "Any way! On with business. Colonel O'Neill, Teal'c. I assume the time loop must have been exhausting for you,"
"Oh, it was sir. Very much so," Jack sighed.
"- So, I have gone to the trouble of arranging Sg1 a holiday to Australia. You will have plenty of spending money, to spend of coarse, on what u want." Announced Hammond.
"But Sir!" Sam objected. "Wont the SGC need me?"
"Oh No! No! There will be a fill in for you and Dr. Jackson while you are there," replied the General.
"When do we depart?" inquired Teal'c.
"In two days," said Hammond.
"Sweet!" Jack cooed.
"Ehem. You don't just arrange a holiday for us out of the blue and on such short notice. Some of us might have prior engagements," Daniel snooted.
"You? PRIOR ENGAGEMENTS?!" Jack snorted "Never"
"shut up!" Daniel snapped.
"Well then. Here are your travel details," General Hammond handed out the details, he accidentally stepped in Jacks remaining vomit.
He shuddered violently, he shook his leg lightly attempting to get the fowl stuff off. "You people have fun, Dismissed."
Sg1 left the room happily.
Teal'c approached Daniel in the corridor.
"Doctor Jackson, where or what is, Aoostralia?" he attempted the strange word.
"Come with me and I'll explain everything..."