Eight-year-old Danny Jackson was quietly amusing himself while his parents worked on one of their exhibits. He sighed. It was his birthday and they had spent all day in that stupid museum.
Normally, he would be excited to step into one of his parents' exhibits. They made museums fun! However the works-in-progress weren't fun yet and it was his birthday!
He got up and walked over to the stone building they were creating. "Mom? Dad? Are you almost done?"
His dad was busy telling the men where to put the roof of the structure, and his mom was looking at the plans.
"Not yet, Danny."
"Claire- focus! A little more to the right!" His father responded.
"Go play now, Danny."
"I don't want to play here anymore! I want to…"
The chain holding the massive slab of rock snapped. Chaos reigned as it fell, seemingly in slow motion. The Drs. Jackson had been unable to get out of the structure, and the stone had fallen and crushed them.
Young Daniel Jackson stared in horror at what he believed he had done. His birthday was forgotten. He had distracted them, and now, his parents were gone forever.
Reposted from the other version…had a reviewer who actually had Sam and Daniel's birthdays as opposed to me, who made them up…:)