A/N: Just a stupid chapter that I felt like writing. Was gonna keep going
but then I figured it might be better to keep this chapter away from the
more serious ones. And I'm kinda at a block at the moment, so it'd take
forever to write a whole chapter and I don't wanna keep you guys waiting!
I just wrote a new chapter for my Not then not now story and I'm all outta ideas (not then not now's WAY different to this lil thingy)
~~Anyone got any ideas for me? ~ Greatly appreciated.~~
SG-1 stepped up the ramp, each person going over the crazy events that had occurred to this mission existing.
First, the morning after they had all talked to Hammond about what they had figured out that day, O'Neill rocks up to work with not only a hang over from the night before, but an incredible head ache from being hoisted into and Asguard ship at 12:30am. Apparently Thor found out about the whole ordeal (as he does) and suggested returning to the planet to search for the creature. Of course O'Neill objected but when he found himself at a loss of excuses, other than, 'Thor, you're an annoying little grey guy who keeps beaming me up into your ship in my underwear', he had to agree to set up a meeting with Hammond the next day for Thor.
Of course, Thor was late for this meeting and just when Hammond was getting agitated he zapped himself there just to piss him off some more. Thor started by making his suggestion again, which was quickly opposed to, but again no one could think of any valid reasons. Sam, of course, had complete faith in the Asguards as they had helped us many times before. Jack, however tended to remember the times when they DIDN'T help and instead just sat on their little silver asses. Daniel had always been a sucker for the soft-spoken people and Hammond couldn't care less either way, as long as it was safe. Eventually, the mission was given the go ahead for the next day, 07:00 hours.
Well, a lot can happen over night, as one finds out if one has fallen victim to their General's late-night phone calls to the President more than twice. The faithful personnel of Stargate Command of Cheyenne Mountain came into work that morning only to walk into the brightly painted walls of Sub-level 36. Jonas had been called in to help with the mission, and with him came that grumpy old chick, who helps with the two worlds' liaisons. Jonas spent the first hour of his visit apologising for his superior's recent fetish with the colour orange. Apparently she refused to let Jonas come if the entire level was not painted orange. Of course, where Jonas come from they don't have wallpaper, so the cheap bums who call themselves the Treasury put up wallpaper instead. I don't think they know that the wallpaper ended up costing more than would have, including getting taken down. The Gate room itself had been spared though, as she thought blue would look nicer there.
As soon as the old bat left SG-1 got ready for their mission, retrieving medical packs and rations from the Infirmary and getting talked to by Hammond. But of course Carter, who was best friends with Janet Fraiser and her daughter Cassie, had to drop in at the Infirmary once more to give Cassie her Easter present, a large chocolate bunny filled with boiled lollies. Then Janet kept her back to scold her on not demanding a nicer coloured uniform, one which brought out the colour of her eyes. This caused the UAV to be flying around the planet for an extra 10 minutes, as it comes back when the team leaves. The UAV ran out of fuel and crashed on the planet so a small team of Privates had to run through and get it and fix it. When Carter arrived she got told that if SG-1 were even 20 seconds late coming home, Hammond would assume that she found some poor girl to feed and be court-marshalled as soon as they got back.
Finally the team was walking up the ramp and ended up running through just to avoid any more distractions.
When they came through on the other side a voice spoke behind them.
"Hello O'Neill."
"Hey, buddy, I want you GONE by the time I manage to steal Teal'c's staff weapon off him and shoot you."
"Now, O'Neill, that's no way to speak to an old friend."
"THOR! What do you want?"
"It is important."
"What is it?"
"Nothing."
"Huh?"
"I have nothing to tell you."
"WHAT!?!"
"I shall go now."
O'Neill spun around, ready to knock the little guy's block off, but he'd already gone.
"Let's go O'Neill," said Daniel, imitation Thor.
"Shut up Daniel," said O'Neill as he walked away.
I just wrote a new chapter for my Not then not now story and I'm all outta ideas (not then not now's WAY different to this lil thingy)
~~Anyone got any ideas for me? ~ Greatly appreciated.~~
SG-1 stepped up the ramp, each person going over the crazy events that had occurred to this mission existing.
First, the morning after they had all talked to Hammond about what they had figured out that day, O'Neill rocks up to work with not only a hang over from the night before, but an incredible head ache from being hoisted into and Asguard ship at 12:30am. Apparently Thor found out about the whole ordeal (as he does) and suggested returning to the planet to search for the creature. Of course O'Neill objected but when he found himself at a loss of excuses, other than, 'Thor, you're an annoying little grey guy who keeps beaming me up into your ship in my underwear', he had to agree to set up a meeting with Hammond the next day for Thor.
Of course, Thor was late for this meeting and just when Hammond was getting agitated he zapped himself there just to piss him off some more. Thor started by making his suggestion again, which was quickly opposed to, but again no one could think of any valid reasons. Sam, of course, had complete faith in the Asguards as they had helped us many times before. Jack, however tended to remember the times when they DIDN'T help and instead just sat on their little silver asses. Daniel had always been a sucker for the soft-spoken people and Hammond couldn't care less either way, as long as it was safe. Eventually, the mission was given the go ahead for the next day, 07:00 hours.
Well, a lot can happen over night, as one finds out if one has fallen victim to their General's late-night phone calls to the President more than twice. The faithful personnel of Stargate Command of Cheyenne Mountain came into work that morning only to walk into the brightly painted walls of Sub-level 36. Jonas had been called in to help with the mission, and with him came that grumpy old chick, who helps with the two worlds' liaisons. Jonas spent the first hour of his visit apologising for his superior's recent fetish with the colour orange. Apparently she refused to let Jonas come if the entire level was not painted orange. Of course, where Jonas come from they don't have wallpaper, so the cheap bums who call themselves the Treasury put up wallpaper instead. I don't think they know that the wallpaper ended up costing more than would have, including getting taken down. The Gate room itself had been spared though, as she thought blue would look nicer there.
As soon as the old bat left SG-1 got ready for their mission, retrieving medical packs and rations from the Infirmary and getting talked to by Hammond. But of course Carter, who was best friends with Janet Fraiser and her daughter Cassie, had to drop in at the Infirmary once more to give Cassie her Easter present, a large chocolate bunny filled with boiled lollies. Then Janet kept her back to scold her on not demanding a nicer coloured uniform, one which brought out the colour of her eyes. This caused the UAV to be flying around the planet for an extra 10 minutes, as it comes back when the team leaves. The UAV ran out of fuel and crashed on the planet so a small team of Privates had to run through and get it and fix it. When Carter arrived she got told that if SG-1 were even 20 seconds late coming home, Hammond would assume that she found some poor girl to feed and be court-marshalled as soon as they got back.
Finally the team was walking up the ramp and ended up running through just to avoid any more distractions.
When they came through on the other side a voice spoke behind them.
"Hello O'Neill."
"Hey, buddy, I want you GONE by the time I manage to steal Teal'c's staff weapon off him and shoot you."
"Now, O'Neill, that's no way to speak to an old friend."
"THOR! What do you want?"
"It is important."
"What is it?"
"Nothing."
"Huh?"
"I have nothing to tell you."
"WHAT!?!"
"I shall go now."
O'Neill spun around, ready to knock the little guy's block off, but he'd already gone.
"Let's go O'Neill," said Daniel, imitation Thor.
"Shut up Daniel," said O'Neill as he walked away.