Disclaimer: I do not own SG-1 I would not like to own SG-1. The poodles are not mine, the Tok'Ra are not mine, the Jell-O is mine, therefore i am content.
Warning! This story may be dangerous to your mental health, and should only be read under supervision of a qualified phrenologist or under the influence of a very bizarre sense of humor.
JELL-O POODLES
or
WHAT TO DO ATOP OF GREEN JELL-O WITH MAYBOURNE BITING YOUR HEELS
Prologue: SG-1 is in jail for a somewhat misunderstood misdemeanor. Daniel is working on a hangover, and -just for fun- Maybourne shows up.
"Teal'c is that Maybourne?" Jack asked.
"It is" Teal'c replied solemnly. At this moment a beam of light strikes Maybourne and turns him in to a poodle glowing in the dark
"Rruff ruff" says Maybourne
"Thor will beam us down" screamed little voices.
Jack sits up "ok what was that?"
"Uummm I don't know sir" says Sam
"It sounded like tiny screeching voices" replied Teal'c matter-of-factly.
The voices screamed louder "Thor!"
This time even rousing the inebriated Daniel "Owww" he moaned
The tiny little glowing aliens appeared and rushed over to him. "Will you take us to him?" they screeched.
"Owww" said Daniel.
Rruff" said Maybourne
"Take you to Thor?" said Jack
"Sir" said Sam.
"What?"
"These could be the tiny alien people we heard of on P3X-989" Sam exclaimed wide eyed.
"Whaa" said Daniel.
Teal'c raised an eyebrow "The ones possessing the ability to change humans in to glowing poodles?"
"Yes sir. This could be a completely revolutionary way at looking at human anatomy" her eyes growing wider.
Jack looked at Maybourne who said
"Ruff"
"I'm beginning to like them."
The tiny voices started again "Take us to him Daniel take us to him!"
"Whaa you know me?"
"We saw you in a dream. You will save are world!"
"Okay how?"
"You will take us to "Thor!" They screeched
"I can't do that I have a head ache"
"Then we will take you to him!"
