Jack sat, watching the door. SG2 was due any second now. If he knew David Reynolds, and he did, quite well, then he was certain that Reynolds would be the first one in. A smile spread across Jack's face in anticipation. Oh yes. This was going to be fun.
Two minutes later, the door opened, and, just as he had expected, Reynolds walked through the door. Jack watched with glee as the bucket atop the door wobbled. His glee disappeared when the bucket didn't fall. Damnit!
Major Paul Davis followed Reynolds, his hands full with the details about the following mission. Jack watched in horror as Davis knocked the door handle with his elbow, and the bucket came crashing down, effectively soaking the Major. Of course, that was not all that happened. Davis let out a surprised yelp, dropping the papers to the floor. Major Griff was right behind him, and hadn't seen Davis stop. He ran into the back of him, then stumbled back slightly. Jack watched as Griff's feet slipped on the puddle of water, and he knocked into Davis once again. Davis slipped, smacking his head on the door handle. Reynolds reached out to grab him, but also slipped on the water, his left foot flinging up. It connected with Davis's face, and Jack winced as the Major went down, and didn't get back up. Hammond had watched the scene from the doorway of his office, shaking his head slowly. He suddenly turned to face Jack, a knowing, and angry look covering his face. Jack slowly stood, biting his lip nervously as the General started to turn a nice shade of red.
"April Fools!" he said uncertainly. Oh yeah O'Neill, that was smart.
"Colonel O'Neill!" Hammond roared. Jack winced. This was it, he thought. Hammond is finally gonna kill me.
A/N – Yeah, sorry this is a bit short, but I'm a bit stuck at the moment! Will continue soon!