Groundhog's Day Part 2
SG-1 tried to get comfortable in the accommodations that Muwana had so graciously provided for them. It was sparsely decorated, and dimly lit. There were three rooms total, the meeting room, the bedroom, and the bathroom. The main entrance led to the meeting room, and a little hallway that led upward spanned out to become what Muwana had called a "spy hole."
It was a typical groundhog burrow.
That people lived in.
Jack looked around the main room again, and sighed. He was already bored out of his mind and he hadn't even been on the planet for a half hour.
"Carter," he whined, "do we HAVE to stay for the festival? This place is BORING!!"
Sam stifled a laugh, and answered her CO, "Yes, sir, I'm sorry, but we have to stay. At least until tomorrow morning," she added quickly when she saw his face droop in exasperation. "Come on, sir. It can't be that bad! Why don't you and I go take a walk to see if there's anything we can help out with for the festival. That way Daniel and Teal'c can go look at the groundhog statues that fascinated him when he first came here."
"Sure, Carter. Anything is better than this place!"
Jack followed Carter down (rather, UP) the main hallway, and out into the darkness of the night.
"Whoa. How'd it get so dark so fast?" Jack looked around, stunned (again), pondering how this could have happened so fast.
"Well, sir, it could have something to do with where Honanania is positioned near their sun. You see, sir . . . ." her voice trailed off as she looked up at the Colonel, her hands poised in mid-air, ready to start showing him what she was talking about.
"English, Carter. MY kind of English."
"Umm . . . the Nottins' planet spins faster than ours?" she offered, in hopes of explaining the terribly scientific answer in MUCH simpler terms.
"Okay."
Muwana came by their little "home," greeting Jack and Sam with much vigor.
"Ah, the Great Groundhogs be with you both! Come, the festival's to start very soon! Where is Daniel and Teal'c?"
"They're inside. I'll go get them," Sam gave Jack an apologetic look, and walked down into the burrow.
"So, Muwana. What fun do you have in store for us tonight?" Jack tried to strike up a normal conversation with the overly-excited conversation with the little alien.
"Oh! I cannot tell you that, Jack! It would spoil the surprise! I tell no one what is going to happen every year, and every year, the people are much surprised! Do you not wish to be surprised, Jack?"
"No. . . not really," Jack muttered as Sam emerged from the burrow with Daniel and Teal'c.
"I thought you said I could look at the statues, Sam," Daniel whined.
"Do not start, Daniel Jackson. I'm sure O'Neil does not like you pestering Major Carter as much as Major Carter does not like you pestering her."
That shut Daniel up, and he sulked all the way to the festival. His mouth could not stay closed however, when they came upon the village center. It had transformed completely since SG-1 had arrived. Villager upon villager was dressed in groundhog costumes. Well, it looked like groundhog costumes, that's what he was assuming, anyway.
"Welcome to the festival of The Day of the Groundhog!" Muwana waved his hand, beckoning the team to enjoy themselves. He headed off to where a group of villagers were surrounding a pile of something that faintly resembled fireworks.
"Uh, sir? Don't those look like fireworks to you?"
"Indeed, they do, Major Carter. What shall we do, O'Neil?" Teal'c responded, and looking at the festival surrounding them, he wasn't sure what HE would do himself.
Jack scratched his head in thought for a few seconds, then smiled.
"What the heck! Let's have some fun."
With that said, Jack grabbed Sam's hand and ran off to go find some games to win for her.
Daniel looked for the nearest concession standing with Teal'c, the former looking to see if the Nottins had their own rendition of cotton candy, the latter looking their rendition of corn dogs.
Hours later, the stars were out, and Jack had filled Sam's arms with the prizes he'd won. Daniel had enough cotton candy to knit himself a new wardrobe, and Teal'c had so many corn dogs that he was going to start barking any minute.
"Gather my fellow Nottins to the fountain! It is time for the Colored Shooting Flames!" Muwana's voice rang through the center, and people began heading toward the fountain, elbowing for a good spot.
Jack hefted Sam on his shoulders, and a little squeal escaped her. She had never had so much fun in all her life. Daniel passed her some cotton candy, and she leaned over to snatch a corn dog from Teal'c for Jack. She squeezed her legs together in a form of a hug, and Jack responded.
All at once, catching SG-1 off-guard, bright flames of color erupted in the sky.
Blues, reds, pinks, purples, oranges, greens. . . majestic colors that caused even Teal'c to gasp in awe. The show lasted for an hour, and then everyone trudged home to their burrows to talk of the festival and the fireworks.
"THAT WAS GREAT!!!! We should come back every year!" Sam hopped off Jack's shoulders, throwing her arms around his neck.
"Whatever you say, Major," he kissed her full on this lips, getting the response he wanted.
Daniel and Teal'c smiled as the couple broke apart. Jack and Sam grinned sheepishly, but did not let go of each other's hands.
And so, SG-1 headed back to their burrow, enjoying every minute of the simple celebration in honor Groundhog's Day.
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Hope you enjoyed it! Sorry it took so long for Part 2 to come up, but I had a problem at home. Oh, well! I like writing for holidays. It's fun! I also like readers who review. Come on. . . inch your little cursor down to the bottom left-hand side of the screen. . . . you know you want to! : )
SG-1 tried to get comfortable in the accommodations that Muwana had so graciously provided for them. It was sparsely decorated, and dimly lit. There were three rooms total, the meeting room, the bedroom, and the bathroom. The main entrance led to the meeting room, and a little hallway that led upward spanned out to become what Muwana had called a "spy hole."
It was a typical groundhog burrow.
That people lived in.
Jack looked around the main room again, and sighed. He was already bored out of his mind and he hadn't even been on the planet for a half hour.
"Carter," he whined, "do we HAVE to stay for the festival? This place is BORING!!"
Sam stifled a laugh, and answered her CO, "Yes, sir, I'm sorry, but we have to stay. At least until tomorrow morning," she added quickly when she saw his face droop in exasperation. "Come on, sir. It can't be that bad! Why don't you and I go take a walk to see if there's anything we can help out with for the festival. That way Daniel and Teal'c can go look at the groundhog statues that fascinated him when he first came here."
"Sure, Carter. Anything is better than this place!"
Jack followed Carter down (rather, UP) the main hallway, and out into the darkness of the night.
"Whoa. How'd it get so dark so fast?" Jack looked around, stunned (again), pondering how this could have happened so fast.
"Well, sir, it could have something to do with where Honanania is positioned near their sun. You see, sir . . . ." her voice trailed off as she looked up at the Colonel, her hands poised in mid-air, ready to start showing him what she was talking about.
"English, Carter. MY kind of English."
"Umm . . . the Nottins' planet spins faster than ours?" she offered, in hopes of explaining the terribly scientific answer in MUCH simpler terms.
"Okay."
Muwana came by their little "home," greeting Jack and Sam with much vigor.
"Ah, the Great Groundhogs be with you both! Come, the festival's to start very soon! Where is Daniel and Teal'c?"
"They're inside. I'll go get them," Sam gave Jack an apologetic look, and walked down into the burrow.
"So, Muwana. What fun do you have in store for us tonight?" Jack tried to strike up a normal conversation with the overly-excited conversation with the little alien.
"Oh! I cannot tell you that, Jack! It would spoil the surprise! I tell no one what is going to happen every year, and every year, the people are much surprised! Do you not wish to be surprised, Jack?"
"No. . . not really," Jack muttered as Sam emerged from the burrow with Daniel and Teal'c.
"I thought you said I could look at the statues, Sam," Daniel whined.
"Do not start, Daniel Jackson. I'm sure O'Neil does not like you pestering Major Carter as much as Major Carter does not like you pestering her."
That shut Daniel up, and he sulked all the way to the festival. His mouth could not stay closed however, when they came upon the village center. It had transformed completely since SG-1 had arrived. Villager upon villager was dressed in groundhog costumes. Well, it looked like groundhog costumes, that's what he was assuming, anyway.
"Welcome to the festival of The Day of the Groundhog!" Muwana waved his hand, beckoning the team to enjoy themselves. He headed off to where a group of villagers were surrounding a pile of something that faintly resembled fireworks.
"Uh, sir? Don't those look like fireworks to you?"
"Indeed, they do, Major Carter. What shall we do, O'Neil?" Teal'c responded, and looking at the festival surrounding them, he wasn't sure what HE would do himself.
Jack scratched his head in thought for a few seconds, then smiled.
"What the heck! Let's have some fun."
With that said, Jack grabbed Sam's hand and ran off to go find some games to win for her.
Daniel looked for the nearest concession standing with Teal'c, the former looking to see if the Nottins had their own rendition of cotton candy, the latter looking their rendition of corn dogs.
Hours later, the stars were out, and Jack had filled Sam's arms with the prizes he'd won. Daniel had enough cotton candy to knit himself a new wardrobe, and Teal'c had so many corn dogs that he was going to start barking any minute.
"Gather my fellow Nottins to the fountain! It is time for the Colored Shooting Flames!" Muwana's voice rang through the center, and people began heading toward the fountain, elbowing for a good spot.
Jack hefted Sam on his shoulders, and a little squeal escaped her. She had never had so much fun in all her life. Daniel passed her some cotton candy, and she leaned over to snatch a corn dog from Teal'c for Jack. She squeezed her legs together in a form of a hug, and Jack responded.
All at once, catching SG-1 off-guard, bright flames of color erupted in the sky.
Blues, reds, pinks, purples, oranges, greens. . . majestic colors that caused even Teal'c to gasp in awe. The show lasted for an hour, and then everyone trudged home to their burrows to talk of the festival and the fireworks.
"THAT WAS GREAT!!!! We should come back every year!" Sam hopped off Jack's shoulders, throwing her arms around his neck.
"Whatever you say, Major," he kissed her full on this lips, getting the response he wanted.
Daniel and Teal'c smiled as the couple broke apart. Jack and Sam grinned sheepishly, but did not let go of each other's hands.
And so, SG-1 headed back to their burrow, enjoying every minute of the simple celebration in honor Groundhog's Day.
*~*~*
Hope you enjoyed it! Sorry it took so long for Part 2 to come up, but I had a problem at home. Oh, well! I like writing for holidays. It's fun! I also like readers who review. Come on. . . inch your little cursor down to the bottom left-hand side of the screen. . . . you know you want to! : )
