Chap 4: Aeroplanes, window seats and coffee buttons.
Sg1 boarded their plane at Colorado Springs airport. The flight attendants showed them their allocated seats.
"Sweet! First class! I bags the window seat! If I don't get it this plane doesn't leave this tarmac!" He hissed at the stuartess.
He sat in his window seat. Sam sat next to him.
"Oh Sir!" Sam giggled. The plane took off.
"What? What is it? It's my hair, isn't it?! My hair's caught on the coffee button again isn't it?" Jack went through his hair frantically, checking everything was in order.
"No Sir, its not your hair. It's just you. You HAVE to sit in the window seat, you're like a kid," Sam smiled.
"Oh well, that's great, at least it isn't my hair. I've had some bad experiences...Some still haunt me today, especially the coffee button thing. That was just stupid, and the whole plane was looking at me...they make me sad," Jack moped "Hmmm...okay I'm over it. So how long is the flight to Australia?" Jack attempted an Australian accent.
Sam smiled. "first of all sir, that is an Irish accent, not an Australian, and the flight to Australia takes around 24 hours,"
"H-holy Monkey! I think I'll get some sleep. Wake me when we get to Oz Dorothy... Buenas Noches... After all those years of Spanish lessons that's one of the only things I can remember," Jack yawned and lay his head on the pillow. He fell asleep. Sam looked longingly at her sweetly sleeping Colonel.
Sg1 boarded their plane at Colorado Springs airport. The flight attendants showed them their allocated seats.
"Sweet! First class! I bags the window seat! If I don't get it this plane doesn't leave this tarmac!" He hissed at the stuartess.
He sat in his window seat. Sam sat next to him.
"Oh Sir!" Sam giggled. The plane took off.
"What? What is it? It's my hair, isn't it?! My hair's caught on the coffee button again isn't it?" Jack went through his hair frantically, checking everything was in order.
"No Sir, its not your hair. It's just you. You HAVE to sit in the window seat, you're like a kid," Sam smiled.
"Oh well, that's great, at least it isn't my hair. I've had some bad experiences...Some still haunt me today, especially the coffee button thing. That was just stupid, and the whole plane was looking at me...they make me sad," Jack moped "Hmmm...okay I'm over it. So how long is the flight to Australia?" Jack attempted an Australian accent.
Sam smiled. "first of all sir, that is an Irish accent, not an Australian, and the flight to Australia takes around 24 hours,"
"H-holy Monkey! I think I'll get some sleep. Wake me when we get to Oz Dorothy... Buenas Noches... After all those years of Spanish lessons that's one of the only things I can remember," Jack yawned and lay his head on the pillow. He fell asleep. Sam looked longingly at her sweetly sleeping Colonel.