This is the missingsecond of my drabble series about Jack O'Neill and the treacherous world of technology. I collaborated on this story with Rose Stetson, so anything dumb or otherwise scary and freaky is my own dememted fault. To the story, Batman!
"You called, sir?" she sarcasticallysaid as she reached Jack's office for the second time that day. He was hunched over his keyboard, punching variouc combinations of letters and numbers while muttering under his breath.
"What's my e-mail password?" he asked.
"It's the month of your birthday followed by the date. Why are you so interested in your e-mail now?"
"Danny Boy called and said that he e-mailed me a site he thought I'd like." Jack replied.
Wondering what on earth Daniel could have sent the colonel, she leaned over her shoulder to read the e-mail. He jiggled his foot impatiently as he waited for the page to load.
Colonel-
I thought you might enjoy this website. It should keep you amused for a long time. All you have to do is click on the web address below and it will take you to a nice, fun place.
Daniel
(since Fan Fiction won't let me put url's, it's a link to Superarcade dot com)
Sam's eyes narrowed, and she yelled, "DANIEL!", then walked out of the lab to commence Operation Hunt The Anthropologist.
Daniel heard Sam's yell and knew he was in trouble.
"Hey, Sam." he said winsomely.
"Daniel, what were you thinking!" she yelled.
"I was just trying to keep him occupied for awhile! Think of how much work you'll be able to get done without him yelling for you every 5 minutes!" he protested.
"Yes genius, but you sent him something on the computer! He always does something screwy, and then calls for ME to come fix it!"
A sly smile spread over Daniel's face.
"Has he called you recently?"
She stopped to listen for a moment, and golden silence was all she heard.
"You're evil...but thank you!" she said.
"Anytime." he replied. "Anytime."