The waters of Fandom, Friday afternoon
Jack had been having a pleasant day, fishing out in the water under the blazing sun. There was a cold beer in his hand, and his hat over his eyes, and nothing around him but the lapping of the waves against his boat and the calls of seagulls.
Until, that was, the suitcases started appearing. First, it was a normal-sized one labeled RESPONSIBILITY. And then a larger one labeled IRRESPONSIBILITY. And then an even larger one labeled THE LIVES OF SEVERAL THOUSAND AIRMEN, MARINES, AND CIVILIANS. That one knocked him out of his deck chair when it showed up.
When THE FATE OF THE ENTIRE PLANET showed up, all pretense of them even pretending to be normal luggage was gone, because it was ridiculously oversized. And then THE FATE OF THE ENTIRE GALAXY appeared, and the Homer sank low enough in the water that waves started washing over the sides.
And that would have been that, except that a regulation-issue duffel bag appeared in Jack's arms -- one that smelled like the SG-1 locker room and said DESPERATELY IN LOVE WITH A SUBORDINATE on the tag. The weight was too much, the boat started taking on water, and soon there was nothing left but bubbles rising from the deep.
Luckily for Jack, his IRRESPONSIBILITY baggage floated.
Until, that was, the suitcases started appearing. First, it was a normal-sized one labeled RESPONSIBILITY. And then a larger one labeled IRRESPONSIBILITY. And then an even larger one labeled THE LIVES OF SEVERAL THOUSAND AIRMEN, MARINES, AND CIVILIANS. That one knocked him out of his deck chair when it showed up.
When THE FATE OF THE ENTIRE PLANET showed up, all pretense of them even pretending to be normal luggage was gone, because it was ridiculously oversized. And then THE FATE OF THE ENTIRE GALAXY appeared, and the Homer sank low enough in the water that waves started washing over the sides.
And that would have been that, except that a regulation-issue duffel bag appeared in Jack's arms -- one that smelled like the SG-1 locker room and said DESPERATELY IN LOVE WITH A SUBORDINATE on the tag. The weight was too much, the boat started taking on water, and soon there was nothing left but bubbles rising from the deep.
Luckily for Jack, his IRRESPONSIBILITY baggage floated.