Oh, and for the record yes Teal'c is infected too. He's still using the names he always uses because I figure that he has no wish to call them anything but.
Part 3
DANIEL
Some time later we all stop laughing at the General's comment.
"Guys, I've got an idea." Janet says before taking off out of the General's office. The five of us follow her, doing everything in our power to catch up. There was a glint in her eyes that told us it would be worth it.
Arriving at our destination, she grabs a cart and tosses as many boxes of gloves as she can find on it.
"Dr. Fraiser, what are you doing?" Teal'c asks.
"Just getting some supplies together so that we can have some fun." She says before running into her office and coming back out with a humongous box of rubber bands.
"I too believe that it is time for some fun." Teal'c says.
"On that note; come help me out you guys." Janet says pushing the cart towards the sink.
"C'mon Doc, just tell us what you're up to." Jack says.
"We're going to make water balloons." She responds, her eyes lighting up mischievously.
"If we use an assembly line we can make them a lot faster." Sam says as she thrusts a couple of boxes of gloves into my chest.
"Major Carter, what is an assembly line?" Teal'c asks.
"It's where a bunch of people work together, each doing a specific job. That way the task is completed quicker and more efficiently than if one person did the job alone." I answer for her.
"That seems most wise."
"Daniel, you take the gloves out of the box, I'll tie them, Jack…" Sam starts only to be interrupted by Jack.
"I'll fill them. I spent a good portion of my misspent youth making water balloons out of everything. Janet you and Teal'c organize them on the cart, and George you just do what you do best; supervise."
A little while later all of the gloves are filled to capacity, and Jack was right about being good.
Pushing the cart out of the infirmary we soon find our first victim. Sam leans around the corner and throws the first 'balloon' at the coming airman.
A splash followed by the outraged "What the hell?" tells us that Sam hit her mark.
"Uh guys I think it may be time for us to retreat." I say.
"That would be most wise." Teal'c agrees.
We rush back towards the elevator, and the doors close just as the now soaked airman gets to them.
"That was close." Janet says.
""No more close calls, I'm an old man." Hammond says.
We continued on that way for seven levels, hitting as many passing airmen and SF's as possible before our eventual retreat to the elevator. By the time we reach level 28 there is no turning back. Soaking as many people as we can on the way, we lock ourselves in General Hammond's office.
"Did you see the look on Siler's face?" I ask.
"How about McKenzie? I thought he was going to have a stroke." Sam adds.
"I forgot he was coming today. When we got off the elevator and he said 'Dr. Fraiser, I've been looking all over for you.' It was just too good to miss."
"So how long do you think we'll have to wait in here?" Jack asks.
"Well they've stopped pounding so maybe it's safe." I say.
"Perhaps they stopped pounding and are being quiet to make us believe that they are gone." Teal'c says.
"Uh guys, I don't think we have to worry about that. Listen." Sam says referring to the obnoxious rap music that has begun to play-from the sound of things-from every speaker in the base.
"Okay let's go, I've got another idea." Hammond says as he grabs a sheaf of papers from his desk.
Just as we make our way for the door, there's a gentle rap unlike the insistent pounding from before.
Jack motions for Sam to move to open the door and he grabs the last water balloon. When he puts the third finger on his left hand down, Sam flings open the door and he releases the balloon.
Over the sound of the splash I hear a familiar voice.
"What the hell is going on?"
END Pt. 3