I don't own them. I just love them too much.
It was 82 degrees on a warm summer morning. The birds were singing, the wind was blowing a nice breeze, and SG-1 was twenty-eight floors underground waiting for their mission briefing to start. Daniel walked in and sat down next to Sam. He was smiling triumphantly and had a piece of paper in his hand. She looked at him.
"I take it you figured out the riddle." Daniel nodded. "It took me a while, but I got it and checked with Janet."
Jack's interest had been caught. "What riddle?" he asked. Daniel and Sam looked at him, almost as if they were surprised to see him there. "Janet gave us a riddle, sir." Sam answered. Jack smiled and put down the report he was reading.
"So let's hear it." "I also wish to hear this riddle, Major Carter." Teal'c said.
Sam looked at the two of them. / It can't hurt./ she thought /Besides, Janet was going to tell them later anyway. She just caught us first/ She began to tell the riddle.
"A philosophy professor walks into her class on the day of a test. She puts her chair on her desk and a book on her chair. She tells the students that instead of a written assessment, they have to convince her in as few words as possible that the book is floating instead of resting on the chair. The student with the highest grade answered in two words. What were those two words?" Sam paused and waited for Jack and Teal'c to answer.
"That's easy." Jack said. "Jack?" Daniel didn't believe Jack had figured it out so quickly. It had taken him three hours.
"The student answered in two words, right?" Sam and Daniel nodded. Jack continued. "The kid said 'Ask Carter'. The teacher realized that Carter could explain anything and gave the kid an A+" Daniel rolled his eyes. Sam smiled and Jack leaned back in his chair, satisfied. He made Carter smile. It was good enough. Teal'c was still thinking.
"Major Carter, I fail to see how this is possible." "It's philosophy T." Jack said. "If you theorize it the right way, anything's possible." "I see." He didn't. "Do you give up, sir?" Sam asked. Jack shook his head. "Nope. I've got it." "You, Jack?" Daniel teased. Jack rolled his eyes.
"The two words were 'What chair' Daniel. If the kid didn't see the chair there, there was nothing holding up the book the kid did see. Therefore, the book was floating."
"That's the answer, sir." Sam saw Daniel give Jack a dirty look and giggled. Poor Daniel had wanted to tell the answer. Jack waved his finger at her.
"No giggling, Major." Sam smiled, trying to contain her laughter. Daniel sighed and left Sam and Jack to flirt. He turned to face General Hammond, who had just entered. And so began another day in the life of SG-1.
It was 82 degrees on a warm summer morning. The birds were singing, the wind was blowing a nice breeze, and SG-1 was twenty-eight floors underground waiting for their mission briefing to start. Daniel walked in and sat down next to Sam. He was smiling triumphantly and had a piece of paper in his hand. She looked at him.
"I take it you figured out the riddle." Daniel nodded. "It took me a while, but I got it and checked with Janet."
Jack's interest had been caught. "What riddle?" he asked. Daniel and Sam looked at him, almost as if they were surprised to see him there. "Janet gave us a riddle, sir." Sam answered. Jack smiled and put down the report he was reading.
"So let's hear it." "I also wish to hear this riddle, Major Carter." Teal'c said.
Sam looked at the two of them. / It can't hurt./ she thought /Besides, Janet was going to tell them later anyway. She just caught us first/ She began to tell the riddle.
"A philosophy professor walks into her class on the day of a test. She puts her chair on her desk and a book on her chair. She tells the students that instead of a written assessment, they have to convince her in as few words as possible that the book is floating instead of resting on the chair. The student with the highest grade answered in two words. What were those two words?" Sam paused and waited for Jack and Teal'c to answer.
"That's easy." Jack said. "Jack?" Daniel didn't believe Jack had figured it out so quickly. It had taken him three hours.
"The student answered in two words, right?" Sam and Daniel nodded. Jack continued. "The kid said 'Ask Carter'. The teacher realized that Carter could explain anything and gave the kid an A+" Daniel rolled his eyes. Sam smiled and Jack leaned back in his chair, satisfied. He made Carter smile. It was good enough. Teal'c was still thinking.
"Major Carter, I fail to see how this is possible." "It's philosophy T." Jack said. "If you theorize it the right way, anything's possible." "I see." He didn't. "Do you give up, sir?" Sam asked. Jack shook his head. "Nope. I've got it." "You, Jack?" Daniel teased. Jack rolled his eyes.
"The two words were 'What chair' Daniel. If the kid didn't see the chair there, there was nothing holding up the book the kid did see. Therefore, the book was floating."
"That's the answer, sir." Sam saw Daniel give Jack a dirty look and giggled. Poor Daniel had wanted to tell the answer. Jack waved his finger at her.
"No giggling, Major." Sam smiled, trying to contain her laughter. Daniel sighed and left Sam and Jack to flirt. He turned to face General Hammond, who had just entered. And so began another day in the life of SG-1.
