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Pink hair and feather dusters.

"This has got to stop!" Cried Jack O'Neill running his hands through his short grey hair.

SG1, 10 and 3, minus the women, were sitting around Daniel's office discussing the actions of certain members of the female staff.

"We could tell Hammond." Suggested one of the Marines.

"Nah, too easy. We need to get even. Like someone once said; two can play at this game."

"Jack, that's what got us into this mess in the first place."

"Look Danny, if we get them really bad then they'll stop."

"I do not believe that would be wise O'Neill." Teal'c said while pulling a few stray feathers out of his uniform and quickly throwing them in the bin. "If we made it up to the women then they would be more likely to stop."

"T, this is about revenge not apologising, I'm not getting down on my hands and knees and begging for forgiveness."

"Well we can't exactly prove that it was the girls, so Hammond couldn't do anything. The surveillance cameras all go fuzzy during the pranks." Major Walters said.

"True. So any ideas on what we could do to get revenge?"

For the next half hour the men came up with their plan, the next hour they set up their own cameras to film the events and the next setting up the pranks.

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Meanwhile in the surveillance room, Hammond was watching the petty actions of some of his best men.

"Well Sergeant," He said to Siler. "It looks like things are getting a bit out of hand."

"Yes Sir."

"I think I'll leave them to it for a while and see what happens, if nothing comes of our plan by tomorrow then I will put a stop to it myself. Have you sent the stuff to their houses?"

"Yes Sir, they will be ready for when they get off tonight."

"Good work Siler." Hammond said leaving the room.

"Thank you Sir." Siler said following him and letting the security guys back in.

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Major Carter walked into her lab ready to start a new project, something to do with converting the naquada generator into a jell-o making machine. She walked over to her filing cabinet and opened the top draw to get a plan she had made, when a cloud of flour engulfed her head.

"I am going to kill them!" She said after coughing for at least a good ten minutes.

She made her way to the showers and started to wash the flour out of her hair using the bottle of shampoo she found in her locker. Ten minutes later she steeped out of the shower now satisfied that all the flour was out, she looked in the mirror and dropped her shampoo bottle.

"I can't believe it!" She spluttered. "They dyed my hair pink!"

She hurriedly dried her self and got changed; grabbing a hat she sprinted to the infirmary in search of Janet and a different colour hair dye.

"Sam, honey, why is your hair pink?" Janet said trying to suppress a giggle.

"Hmm, let me think." She said sarcastically. "Who on Earth could possibly want to get back at me for something?"

"Those men are so dead." She rummaged around in her draw trying to find something. "Here, take this."

"Janet, it's brown."

"Any colour is better than pink Sam."

"True," Sam said taking the bottle. "Thanks Jan."

"No problem, oh have you seen Flick recently?"

"No why?"

"She was supposed to have her cut looked at about twenty minutes ago, she never turned up."

"That's weird, she's never that late. Oh well, if I see her I'll tell her to come and see you."

"Bye." Janet called after her friend.

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Felicity was on her way to see Janet when she was grabbed from behind; the capture was holding her arms to her side while putting another hand over her mouth. The tissue in his hand had a small amount of chloroform on it, making her collapse into the strong grip.

She was dragged along the corridors and taken to a small, dark storage room that hardly anyone goes in. Once her captures had gotten her there, they tied her to a chair and waited for her to wake up.

"She's waking up." Said one of the men as she moaned.

"Hello Felicity."

"Wha', who's tha', where am I?" She asked trying to focus on her surroundings.

"It's only us, we just want to ask you a few questions."

"Sorry, don't know what you're on about." She looked around the room, as she expected SG3, 10 and Colonel O'Neill were all there. "What? Teal'c and Daniel didn't want to grace me with their presence?"

"Very funny Cooper." Jack smiled and walked closer. "We want to know what you plan on doing to us next."

"Really?" More sarcasm. "Sorry that's classified."

"We 'ave ways ov making you talk." He tried his best German accent.

"You really need to work on that."

"Look girl, you will answer our questions or you will pay."

"Just one question first. Why me?"

"Because you are the one who we could probably get the most out of." He admitted.

"What, you don't like a challenge? How little you know me."

"Aww, come on Flick, tell your Uncle Jack."

"My Uncle Jack was a perv."

"Stop changing the subject!"

"Why should I tell you anything? You got yourselves into this mess; it's up to you to get yourselves out. And if you think that get even will work, you're wrong."

"So you won't tell us?"

"No way, you kidnapped me and tied me to a chair, you are only getting yourselves into more trouble."

"Fine. Walters get the feather duster."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Oh, I would."

"So that's why Teal'c isn't here, he's afraid of feathers!"

"Well if you were meditating and you were attacked by them, you would be as well."

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To be continued...