I'm so amazed at the response I've had! Wow...
This was gonna be a one-off, but if you want more...just warning you now,
the contents of this story are likely to cause irreperable twisting of the
mind! ^_~
STÅRGATE SG1 rocks, so I write about the characters for fun. Oh how sad does that sound.
This is the off-season of Stargate here in the land of Oz, which just plain sucks. Therefore, I've gotta write about the team, to maintain my healthy levels of mental instability.
Thank you all who reviewed, you're helping me heaps, it's sooo much easier writing when you know people will actually read it! ^ _ ^
Ok, here comes another product of my pretzel-like mind!
Please r&r, and give me all the quirky suggestions you can think of!
StarKate
Offworld Antics 2 - More Madness
"Hey Danny, what's the hold up?" Colonel Jack O'Neill stretched up from his crouched position under a pine tree, and strolled over to Dr Jackson.
"Uh, Jack, you're not gonna like this..." Jackson indicated the DHD, with six symbols pulsing gently with light.
"Try to engage chevron 7." The doctor gestured at Jack.
The colonel complied. Or tried to.
"Damn thing's stuck!" He kicked out at the base of the DHD, before hopping away in pain, and tripping over a shrub.
Finally disentangled, he smoothed out his hair, and waltzed back to Daniel, as cool as cucumber.
Bending over, he examined the damage he'd inflicted on the DHD.
"Wow...I did that?" Just below the control panel was a gaping hole where the metal had been split open, exposing the inner machinery of the alien device.
Daniel peered at the damage, before turning to the colonel, who was currently occupied with flexing his biceps and admiring the rippling muscle.
"Jack, a staff weapon caused this," The doc indicated the scorch marks surrounding the hole. "Strong energy burst, most likely from a Goa'uld weapon." He pretended not to notice O'Neill's downcast expression.
"Well we'd better go get Carter," Jack replied somewhat gruffly. "She'll know how to fix the doohickey."
"We'd better get those flowers away from her first," Daniel smiled cheekily."Let's go Grizzly." He hurried off, leaving a colonel in a very bear-like mood chasing after him.
"Danny!!!"
***
"Ooh look Teal'cy, cute little animals!" Astrophysics genius Samantha Carter beamed in happiness at the small woodland creatures peering out from behind the trees surrounding the clearing that she and the Jaffa occupied.
"Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you," she murmured to the very cute little critter (that closely resembled a rabbit) that was nuzzling at her outstretched hand.
She scooped up the fluffball and almost crushed it to death with a hug.
Peering down into it's pudgy, squashed face, she squealed. "Ooh, how *adorable*!!"
She grabbed the poor creature around it's middle, and held it out to Teal'c. "Come on, pat him Teal'c!"
Teal'c, however, was looking like she was pointing a staff weapon at him.
Going as pale as was possible for a Jaffa, he edged away slowly. "I believe I must decline that...interesting...offer, MajorCarter." He moved another foot back.
"What's wrong Teal'c?" Sam tilted her head and examined him. The creature copied, it's furry little cheeks just peeking out from under Sam's hands.
Slowly, it dawned on the major. "You're *scared* of him!!" She grinned, and waved the critter under Teal'c's nose. "Teal'c is a scaredy cat! Teal'c is a scaredy cat!" She giggled, and twirled around, with the creature hanging on for dear life.
"MajorCarter obviously does not appreciate our presence. Come Junior, we will play elsewhere." Teal'c went and sat on the far side of the glen, murmuring and patting his stomach.
***
Daniel and Jack traipsed through the woods, the only sounds made by either went something like, "Ow!", "Dammit!" "Ah crap!" or everyone's favourite; "Oh #@$&!!"
Finally after around an hour's walking, O'Neill called a rest break.
They both slumped to the ground, pulled off their packs, and rummaged for their water bottles. Both drank deeply, and then reclined in the dappled shade of the forest.
Daniel leaned over and tapped Jack on the shoulder. "You got a spare mouthful?" he pointed at Jack's water canteen.
"Sure," O'Neill relinquished the vessel, and closed his eyes, his hat flopping over his nose, as he leaned against a tree. The warm day and fresh air suddenly had him feeling drowsy. *Siesa here I come...*
"How do you feel about her?" Daniel's question came out of the blue.
"Huh?" Jack pulled the hat out of his eyes. "Feel about who?"
"You know who I mean Jack." Daniel rolled his eyes at the completely fake look of innocence that had been attached to Jack O'Neill's face. "Sam."
"She's a very valuable member of the team." The colonel returned to his position against the tree, the hat once again hiding his face.
"That's what you'd say to the brass. How do you *really* feel?" He stared at the infuriatingly stoic colonel.
"She's a good soldier. Good at what she does. Intelligent too. I dunno how many times she's figured out some alien junk, and saved our asses."
Daniel did an imitation of Teal'c, his eyebrow practically in his hairline. "Are you sure there isn't anything *more*?"
The colonel shrugged, and struggled to his feet. "Don't know what you mean Danny." He shouldered his pack. "Come on, we'd better keep moving."
A resigned Daniel handed him his waterbottle, the metal container clinking as it bumped against Jack's wristwatch. The annoyed archaeologist then walked off into the wood.
Jack paused, removed his pack, and opened it. Just before dropping the bottle into the pack, Jack stopped.
Running his hand over the scratched surface of the canteen, he came to a tiny marking in the bottom corner. Letters, writing. A messily-etched J 4 S scratched by a torn and frustrated colonel.
Sighing, he put the waterbottle in his pack, and set off after Daniel.
***
"Hey cutie," Sam muttered, messing up the rabbit-like creature's fur.
"Who's a cute wittle wabbit?" she cooed.
"I think I'll call you Janet." Sam nodded desicively, sealing the poor critter's fate.
"Janet, I like it." She smiled.
Meanwhile, Teal'c was in a corner of the glen sulking. He patted his stomach, and glared (as much as Teal'c can) at Carter and her rather adorable new companion.
"Do not fear Junior, I prefer your company to that detestable mammal." He reassured the snake.
"Hey, don't you insult Janet!" Sam glared back at Teal'c.
"She's so much better behaved than Junior. Look at that face," she pointed to the alien's very cute and furry features.
"Now *that* adorable thing wouldn't hurt a fly. Whereas, your goa'uld...well...let's just say their breed is a little...tempremental..."
As Samantha Carter continued to point out the faults of the Goa'uld species, she neglected to notice the adorably cute furry critter who sat next to her, was staring at her outstretched fingers, and licking its little pink tongue across a row of rather sharp-looking teeth...
***
"Danny, are we there yet?" Jack whined, dragging his feet.
"Almost," the doc replied, "There's the campsite."
They passed between their already pitched tents, and set their packs on the ground. Jack stretched and yawned, before muttering. "We'd better go check on 'em." Jackson nodded, and they strolled off in the direction of the clearing.
"I wonder what trouble they could have gotten up to while we were gone," Daniel mused.
"Danny, it's a clearing. How much could go wrong?"
Famous last words.
***
I'm writing the next chapter right now, so I won't get you guys too annoyed! _^
This chapter was a little messy, annd not as good as the last i think, but PLEASE tell me what you think of it...
R&R, thanks, StarKate
For my mum who worries someone will steal my work -
© 2003. All stories written by StarKate are original, and are the property of the author alone. No reproduction of any form can be made without the consent of the author. STÅRGATE SG1 and it's characters belong to Michael Greenburg, Richard Dean Anderson, and MGM.
STÅRGATE SG1 rocks, so I write about the characters for fun. Oh how sad does that sound.
This is the off-season of Stargate here in the land of Oz, which just plain sucks. Therefore, I've gotta write about the team, to maintain my healthy levels of mental instability.
Thank you all who reviewed, you're helping me heaps, it's sooo much easier writing when you know people will actually read it! ^ _ ^
Ok, here comes another product of my pretzel-like mind!
Please r&r, and give me all the quirky suggestions you can think of!
StarKate
Offworld Antics 2 - More Madness
"Hey Danny, what's the hold up?" Colonel Jack O'Neill stretched up from his crouched position under a pine tree, and strolled over to Dr Jackson.
"Uh, Jack, you're not gonna like this..." Jackson indicated the DHD, with six symbols pulsing gently with light.
"Try to engage chevron 7." The doctor gestured at Jack.
The colonel complied. Or tried to.
"Damn thing's stuck!" He kicked out at the base of the DHD, before hopping away in pain, and tripping over a shrub.
Finally disentangled, he smoothed out his hair, and waltzed back to Daniel, as cool as cucumber.
Bending over, he examined the damage he'd inflicted on the DHD.
"Wow...I did that?" Just below the control panel was a gaping hole where the metal had been split open, exposing the inner machinery of the alien device.
Daniel peered at the damage, before turning to the colonel, who was currently occupied with flexing his biceps and admiring the rippling muscle.
"Jack, a staff weapon caused this," The doc indicated the scorch marks surrounding the hole. "Strong energy burst, most likely from a Goa'uld weapon." He pretended not to notice O'Neill's downcast expression.
"Well we'd better go get Carter," Jack replied somewhat gruffly. "She'll know how to fix the doohickey."
"We'd better get those flowers away from her first," Daniel smiled cheekily."Let's go Grizzly." He hurried off, leaving a colonel in a very bear-like mood chasing after him.
"Danny!!!"
***
"Ooh look Teal'cy, cute little animals!" Astrophysics genius Samantha Carter beamed in happiness at the small woodland creatures peering out from behind the trees surrounding the clearing that she and the Jaffa occupied.
"Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you," she murmured to the very cute little critter (that closely resembled a rabbit) that was nuzzling at her outstretched hand.
She scooped up the fluffball and almost crushed it to death with a hug.
Peering down into it's pudgy, squashed face, she squealed. "Ooh, how *adorable*!!"
She grabbed the poor creature around it's middle, and held it out to Teal'c. "Come on, pat him Teal'c!"
Teal'c, however, was looking like she was pointing a staff weapon at him.
Going as pale as was possible for a Jaffa, he edged away slowly. "I believe I must decline that...interesting...offer, MajorCarter." He moved another foot back.
"What's wrong Teal'c?" Sam tilted her head and examined him. The creature copied, it's furry little cheeks just peeking out from under Sam's hands.
Slowly, it dawned on the major. "You're *scared* of him!!" She grinned, and waved the critter under Teal'c's nose. "Teal'c is a scaredy cat! Teal'c is a scaredy cat!" She giggled, and twirled around, with the creature hanging on for dear life.
"MajorCarter obviously does not appreciate our presence. Come Junior, we will play elsewhere." Teal'c went and sat on the far side of the glen, murmuring and patting his stomach.
***
Daniel and Jack traipsed through the woods, the only sounds made by either went something like, "Ow!", "Dammit!" "Ah crap!" or everyone's favourite; "Oh #@$&!!"
Finally after around an hour's walking, O'Neill called a rest break.
They both slumped to the ground, pulled off their packs, and rummaged for their water bottles. Both drank deeply, and then reclined in the dappled shade of the forest.
Daniel leaned over and tapped Jack on the shoulder. "You got a spare mouthful?" he pointed at Jack's water canteen.
"Sure," O'Neill relinquished the vessel, and closed his eyes, his hat flopping over his nose, as he leaned against a tree. The warm day and fresh air suddenly had him feeling drowsy. *Siesa here I come...*
"How do you feel about her?" Daniel's question came out of the blue.
"Huh?" Jack pulled the hat out of his eyes. "Feel about who?"
"You know who I mean Jack." Daniel rolled his eyes at the completely fake look of innocence that had been attached to Jack O'Neill's face. "Sam."
"She's a very valuable member of the team." The colonel returned to his position against the tree, the hat once again hiding his face.
"That's what you'd say to the brass. How do you *really* feel?" He stared at the infuriatingly stoic colonel.
"She's a good soldier. Good at what she does. Intelligent too. I dunno how many times she's figured out some alien junk, and saved our asses."
Daniel did an imitation of Teal'c, his eyebrow practically in his hairline. "Are you sure there isn't anything *more*?"
The colonel shrugged, and struggled to his feet. "Don't know what you mean Danny." He shouldered his pack. "Come on, we'd better keep moving."
A resigned Daniel handed him his waterbottle, the metal container clinking as it bumped against Jack's wristwatch. The annoyed archaeologist then walked off into the wood.
Jack paused, removed his pack, and opened it. Just before dropping the bottle into the pack, Jack stopped.
Running his hand over the scratched surface of the canteen, he came to a tiny marking in the bottom corner. Letters, writing. A messily-etched J 4 S scratched by a torn and frustrated colonel.
Sighing, he put the waterbottle in his pack, and set off after Daniel.
***
"Hey cutie," Sam muttered, messing up the rabbit-like creature's fur.
"Who's a cute wittle wabbit?" she cooed.
"I think I'll call you Janet." Sam nodded desicively, sealing the poor critter's fate.
"Janet, I like it." She smiled.
Meanwhile, Teal'c was in a corner of the glen sulking. He patted his stomach, and glared (as much as Teal'c can) at Carter and her rather adorable new companion.
"Do not fear Junior, I prefer your company to that detestable mammal." He reassured the snake.
"Hey, don't you insult Janet!" Sam glared back at Teal'c.
"She's so much better behaved than Junior. Look at that face," she pointed to the alien's very cute and furry features.
"Now *that* adorable thing wouldn't hurt a fly. Whereas, your goa'uld...well...let's just say their breed is a little...tempremental..."
As Samantha Carter continued to point out the faults of the Goa'uld species, she neglected to notice the adorably cute furry critter who sat next to her, was staring at her outstretched fingers, and licking its little pink tongue across a row of rather sharp-looking teeth...
***
"Danny, are we there yet?" Jack whined, dragging his feet.
"Almost," the doc replied, "There's the campsite."
They passed between their already pitched tents, and set their packs on the ground. Jack stretched and yawned, before muttering. "We'd better go check on 'em." Jackson nodded, and they strolled off in the direction of the clearing.
"I wonder what trouble they could have gotten up to while we were gone," Daniel mused.
"Danny, it's a clearing. How much could go wrong?"
Famous last words.
***
I'm writing the next chapter right now, so I won't get you guys too annoyed! _^
This chapter was a little messy, annd not as good as the last i think, but PLEASE tell me what you think of it...
R&R, thanks, StarKate
For my mum who worries someone will steal my work -
© 2003. All stories written by StarKate are original, and are the property of the author alone. No reproduction of any form can be made without the consent of the author. STÅRGATE SG1 and it's characters belong to Michael Greenburg, Richard Dean Anderson, and MGM.