Carter's Cooking

by Mickey3

A series of drabbles and ficlets in which my muse has decided to be very mean to Carter, unmercifully picking on her cooking. Repeat after me. The writer is not evil. The Muse is evil.

12. Blue Jello?

Blue . . . Jell-o?

STORY STATUS: Completed 5/29/07

WORD COUNT: 100

AUTHORS NOTE: Unbeta-ed. Any mistakes are my own.

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"Carter, what is this?" Jack asked as he poked at the gelatinous blue substance on his plate.

"It's Jell-o, of course." Carter replied in indignation.

She glared at Daniel as he stifled a laugh.

Teal'c said nothing but regarded his Jell-o with suspicion.

"I know Jell-o," Jack said as he prodded his desert yet again, "and this ain't Jell-o. Jell-o wiggles,!" His desert barely moved.

Daniel stifled another laugh.

Carter glared at him again.

Teal'c, wisely, remained silent.

"For crying out loud, Carter, how could you screw up Jell-o? All you do is add water!"

"Oh crap." Jack muttered.

"Ouch!"

THE END