Stickers
By: spacegypsy1
CATEGORY: Humor
WARNINGS: None
AUTHOR’S WEBSITE:
http://www.fanfiction.net/~spacegypsy1
“Princess! Please come on, we don’t have all day! There’s roast beef back at the base with my name on it.”
“Well Cameron, I can’t very well walk back to the gate like this.” Vala continued pulling off the cock-a-burrs that stuck to just about every inch of her clothing and handing them, one-by-one, to Daniel.
Sitting on the rock beside her, Daniel, hand out and palm up, looked off across the landscape having long ago given up on speech. He wasn’t even frowning. Just staring and periodically dumping a hand full of the stickers onto the ground as far away from Vala as he could.
To Sam it was definitely a ‘Kodak’ moment and she’d dug in Daniel’s side BDU pants pocket and retrieved his camera.
“Daniel.” Sam called and he turned towards the camera knowing there was no way to avoid the photo shoot.
He smiled lopsided, eyes turned up to the sky, glasses slipping down his nose.
“I wonder, Samantha, if I could stick myself to Daniel like Velcro?”
Click. Flash. Film advance. “Um, probably.”
“You know, Daniel, you COULD help.” The teeth bared and eyes raised, brows waggling suggestively. “There seems to be an excessive amount on my…chest.”
Click. Flash. Film advance.
“Perhaps, ValaMalDoran, you could carefully remove your tank top instead.”
“Teal’c!”
“Help me, darling?”
“Okay, you guys, I’m goin’ to dial the ‘Gate.”
“Do you need assistance DanielJackson?”
Not a word came from the archeologist. Just a small flick of
the blue eyes aimed at the
Teal’c bowed and hands behind his back, took out after Mitchell.
“And what about the pants, darling?”
Click. Flash. Film advance.
** The End **
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