Stargate SG-1 Ficlet: Babbling
Title: Babbling
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Sam Carter, Jack O’Neil, Daniel Jackson, Teal’c.
Rating: G
Spoilers: Nothing too specific.
Summary: Sam Carter has her own way of livening up mission briefings.
Word Count: 175
Written For: mirrored_illusions’s prompt ‘Stargate SG-1, Samantha Carter, sometimes she would technobabble just to see her team mates reactions,’ at fic_promptly.
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate SG-1, or the characters. They belong to their creators.
Is it mean of her? Probably, but sometimes the temptation is too much to resist. Sam loves her team, cherishes their friendship, respects them all; they’re some of her best friends and she knows they’ll have her back in any situation, there’s no question. Maybe it’s because they’ve become so close that she finds it so easy to have a little fun at their expense.
So, another mission briefing, and she breaks out into what is, for her team, incomprehensible technobabble. She doesn’t have to, she could explain easily enough in layman’s terms, but their reactions are priceless.
Gradually, the Colonel’s eyes glaze over, she can almost pinpoint the moment he stops listening entirely. Daniel leans forward, peering through his glasses, forehead creased into a frown as he tries to follow what she’s saying, and fails. Teal’c is almost the best, that inscrutable expression, and a single raised eyebrow… Keeping a straight face is so hard, but she can’t let herself crack up.
At the SGC, you take your fun where you can find it.
The End
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Sam Carter, Jack O’Neil, Daniel Jackson, Teal’c.
Rating: G
Spoilers: Nothing too specific.
Summary: Sam Carter has her own way of livening up mission briefings.
Word Count: 175
Written For: mirrored_illusions’s prompt ‘Stargate SG-1, Samantha Carter, sometimes she would technobabble just to see her team mates reactions,’ at fic_promptly.
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate SG-1, or the characters. They belong to their creators.
Is it mean of her? Probably, but sometimes the temptation is too much to resist. Sam loves her team, cherishes their friendship, respects them all; they’re some of her best friends and she knows they’ll have her back in any situation, there’s no question. Maybe it’s because they’ve become so close that she finds it so easy to have a little fun at their expense.
So, another mission briefing, and she breaks out into what is, for her team, incomprehensible technobabble. She doesn’t have to, she could explain easily enough in layman’s terms, but their reactions are priceless.
Gradually, the Colonel’s eyes glaze over, she can almost pinpoint the moment he stops listening entirely. Daniel leans forward, peering through his glasses, forehead creased into a frown as he tries to follow what she’s saying, and fails. Teal’c is almost the best, that inscrutable expression, and a single raised eyebrow… Keeping a straight face is so hard, but she can’t let herself crack up.
At the SGC, you take your fun where you can find it.
The End