Title: Pink Pajamas
Author's Note: This is a song-fic based on a Girl Scout song by the same name. I just thought it would be funny to have SG-1 talking about this. PLEASE REVIEW!
It was a Friday night and SG-1 had all gathered at Sam's house to drink, talk, and just plain enjoy each other's company. After Jack pleading to let him watch hockey and Sam reminding him it was her house, the finally watched Troop Beverly Hills. After that, they all sat around the fire Daniel had made, everyone with a beer in their hands, except Teal'c, who was drinking a Pepsi. They watched the fire for about fifteen minutes before finally breaking the silence.
"Carter. Were you ever a Girl Scout?" Jack asked, taking another sip from the bottle of beer he was holding. "Yeah. My dad made me in middle school. Why?" She replied, concentrating on peeling the label off her bottle.
"Well, I was out walkin' to the gas station to pick up the beer and I heard some little girls singing this song while they were crackin'and I asked where they learned it and they said 'Girl Scouts'."
"What song was it?"
"I dunno something about pink pajamas…"
"I REMEMBER THAT SONG!" She shouted. Everyone paused, staring at her. "Well?" Daniel said, his eyebrows lost in his hairline. "Are you gonna sing it?" She blushed. "I don't really have that great a voice..."
"Ah, come on, Carter! From what we heard when Urgo was around and made us sing 'Row, Row, Row Your Boat' your voice didn't sound too bad." Jack retorted.
"Fine…" She sighed, taking a deep breath and began to sing:
"I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when it's hot.
I wear my pink pajamas in the winter when it's not.
And sometimes in between it, in the springtime and the fall,
I jump between the sheets with nothing on at all!
Glory, glory what's it to ya'?
Feel the breeze runnin' through ya'
Glory, glory what's it to ya'?
With nothin' on at all!"
They all stared at her. Finally, after several moments of silence, they all started laughing. "That was hilarious!" Jack laughed, downing his beer and laughing at the same time, causing everyone else to laugh even harder. Seeing himinhale hisbeer, Daniel choked on his, saying, "Not as funny as seein' you snort beer!"
After many more comments similar to those, things settled down and Jack asked the inevitable question. "So… Carter, you got any pink pajamas?
"Excuse me, Sir?" Her inebriated eyes went wide. She'd heard him all right, just hoped he'd let it go. "Well, do ya'?" She blushed. "Maybe…"
"Go put them on." Her eyes were taking up the majority of her face, making Daniel cough even harder. "Sir!"
"What? Go!"
"Sir…"
"Don't make me order you!" He pointed his empty bottle at her.
"Fine…" She grumbled, walking off to her bedroom. As she walked pass Jack, she dropped her bottle on his head.
The end… or is it? ;-P
