fluffy comedy fic
I couldn't sleep last night, and just before I managed to drift off, this conversation came into my head:
Author: Misswelles
Title: No title yet
Category: gen
Characters: Jack O'Neill, Samantha Carter
Spoilers: Very slight hint for "Grace" S7
Disclaimer: I don't own any or these characters, its just fun delving into their heads!
"Carter!" Sam heard a loud voice and stopped as O'Neill almost jogged down the corridor in an effort to catch up with her.
"Sir." She greeted him with a smile.
"Carter, this mission," his brows furrowed, "are you sure about this? I mean, you know what happened last time you joined Ronson for one of your little science trips."
"Uh, well," said Sam, slightly taken aback by his concern, "they've repaired the damage and I don't think there's much chance of running into that ship again."
"Good." O'Neill proclaimed. "I mean...they could beam you on to their holodeck, or, or...turn you into a borg."
Sam looked bemused. "Sir, have you been watching Sci-fi?"she questioned grinning.
Jack tilted his head thoughtfully. "Well I thought it was about time I saw what it was that you kids find so...fascinating." He waggled his eyebrows.
Carter laughed. "Thanks Sir. I'll be fine."
She turned to walk off down the corridor as Jack exclaimed, "Damn! And I was kinda lookin' forward to seein' you in one of those sweet tight catsuit numbers." He called after her.
She froze midstep and turned to face him startled. Her face already turning several shades of pink, whilst Jack pretended to look everywhere but at Carter, feigning innocence. He finally looked back at her after a few moments sneakily watching her blushing, a grin spreading on his face.
"Good luck Carter." He winked and turned off down the corridor the way he had came, humming the Star Trek theme tune to himself.
Sam shook her head and smiled.
Author: Misswelles
Title: No title yet
Category: gen
Characters: Jack O'Neill, Samantha Carter
Spoilers: Very slight hint for "Grace" S7
Disclaimer: I don't own any or these characters, its just fun delving into their heads!
"Carter!" Sam heard a loud voice and stopped as O'Neill almost jogged down the corridor in an effort to catch up with her.
"Sir." She greeted him with a smile.
"Carter, this mission," his brows furrowed, "are you sure about this? I mean, you know what happened last time you joined Ronson for one of your little science trips."
"Uh, well," said Sam, slightly taken aback by his concern, "they've repaired the damage and I don't think there's much chance of running into that ship again."
"Good." O'Neill proclaimed. "I mean...they could beam you on to their holodeck, or, or...turn you into a borg."
Sam looked bemused. "Sir, have you been watching Sci-fi?"she questioned grinning.
Jack tilted his head thoughtfully. "Well I thought it was about time I saw what it was that you kids find so...fascinating." He waggled his eyebrows.
Carter laughed. "Thanks Sir. I'll be fine."
She turned to walk off down the corridor as Jack exclaimed, "Damn! And I was kinda lookin' forward to seein' you in one of those sweet tight catsuit numbers." He called after her.
She froze midstep and turned to face him startled. Her face already turning several shades of pink, whilst Jack pretended to look everywhere but at Carter, feigning innocence. He finally looked back at her after a few moments sneakily watching her blushing, a grin spreading on his face.
"Good luck Carter." He winked and turned off down the corridor the way he had came, humming the Star Trek theme tune to himself.
Sam shook her head and smiled.