Chapter 11
Sometime later, they finished that level and prepared to move to the next one. Before leaving, Jack grabbed a rather large piece of paper from his pocket, borrowed a pen from Jonas and wrote in big letters:
WET PAINT-USE OTHER CORRIDOR-VIOLATERS WILL BE PUNISHED
Jonas looked at Jack queerly.
-What is that for, Colonel?
-To make sure our work isn't destroyed.
-Oh.right, I knew that.
-Come on, we've got 27 levels to go.
-Yes, sir.
Siler cleared his throat.
-Well Colonel, as much as I'd like to continue to help, I do have other work to do.
Jack nodded.
-Of course, Sergeant. You're excused. Thank you for your help.
-You're welcome, sir. Good luck.
With that, Siler carefully walked down the hall toward the lift. Jack and Jonas gathered up their paint supplies, and the CD player, and resigned themselves to the long job ahead of them.
After several more hours of work, Jack and Jonas had worked their way down to Level 12, which they were just finishing up. Every time they finished a level, Jack made a sign similar to that first one, directing people to take a different route. They were in the middle of 'Do you believe in magic?' when suddenly they heard a very familiar voice accompanied by rapidly approaching footsteps.
-Colonel O'Neill, what in the hell do you think you're doing?!!!!?
Jack looked at a seething General Hammond, and felt temporarily ashamed.that is until he noticed where the general was standing-right in the middle of a freshly painted red stripe.
-General Hammond, no one is above reproach; no one, not even you,
sir!! You have wrongfully and willfully disobeyed. For that, you must
be punished. So, I suggest that you get out of my hallway before I do
something you'll regret!!!!
General Hammond stood frozen in shock, then abruptly turned, and fled down the hallway, taking care where he ran. Jack sighed contently and turned to Jonas.
-Let's get back to work, JQ.
Jonas quietly nodded, but all the while he was beginning to wonder if the colonel wasn't going insane.
-Yes, sir.
The music swelled and Jack picked up his paintbrush and began to sing.
If you believe in magic don't bother to choose
If its jug band music or rhythm and blues
Just go and listen it'll start with a smile
It won't wipe off your face no matter how hard you try
Your feet start tapping and you can't seem to find
How you got there, so just blow your mind
Jonas joined in for the ending.
Believe in the magic of a young girl's soul
Believe in the magic of rock and roll
Believe in the magic that can set you free.
Sometime later, they finished that level and prepared to move to the next one. Before leaving, Jack grabbed a rather large piece of paper from his pocket, borrowed a pen from Jonas and wrote in big letters:
WET PAINT-USE OTHER CORRIDOR-VIOLATERS WILL BE PUNISHED
Jonas looked at Jack queerly.
-What is that for, Colonel?
-To make sure our work isn't destroyed.
-Oh.right, I knew that.
-Come on, we've got 27 levels to go.
-Yes, sir.
Siler cleared his throat.
-Well Colonel, as much as I'd like to continue to help, I do have other work to do.
Jack nodded.
-Of course, Sergeant. You're excused. Thank you for your help.
-You're welcome, sir. Good luck.
With that, Siler carefully walked down the hall toward the lift. Jack and Jonas gathered up their paint supplies, and the CD player, and resigned themselves to the long job ahead of them.
After several more hours of work, Jack and Jonas had worked their way down to Level 12, which they were just finishing up. Every time they finished a level, Jack made a sign similar to that first one, directing people to take a different route. They were in the middle of 'Do you believe in magic?' when suddenly they heard a very familiar voice accompanied by rapidly approaching footsteps.
-Colonel O'Neill, what in the hell do you think you're doing?!!!!?
Jack looked at a seething General Hammond, and felt temporarily ashamed.that is until he noticed where the general was standing-right in the middle of a freshly painted red stripe.
-General Hammond, no one is above reproach; no one, not even you,
sir!! You have wrongfully and willfully disobeyed. For that, you must
be punished. So, I suggest that you get out of my hallway before I do
something you'll regret!!!!
General Hammond stood frozen in shock, then abruptly turned, and fled down the hallway, taking care where he ran. Jack sighed contently and turned to Jonas.
-Let's get back to work, JQ.
Jonas quietly nodded, but all the while he was beginning to wonder if the colonel wasn't going insane.
-Yes, sir.
The music swelled and Jack picked up his paintbrush and began to sing.
If you believe in magic don't bother to choose
If its jug band music or rhythm and blues
Just go and listen it'll start with a smile
It won't wipe off your face no matter how hard you try
Your feet start tapping and you can't seem to find
How you got there, so just blow your mind
Jonas joined in for the ending.
Believe in the magic of a young girl's soul
Believe in the magic of rock and roll
Believe in the magic that can set you free.