I know, I know, another one, I can't help it - I love Dad :D
TITLE: Bad Menu Choices
AUTHOR: A. M. Richardson
CLASSIFICATION: Drabble
SPOILERS: The Tok’ra
PAIRINGS: None
RATING: G
DISCLAIMER: All publicly recognizable characters and places are the property of MGM, World Gekko Corp. and Double Secret Productions. This piece of fan fiction was created for entertainment not monetary purposes and no infringement on copyrights or trademarks was intended.
E-MAIL: audrich08 @ aol.com
Challenge response: Jacob
This doesn’t contain the extra challenge, but this has been hanging around in my head ever since a lj convo with
geonncannon, so it is, in fact, all his fault *g*
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Sam wrapped her arms around herself in a vain attempt to ward off the San Diego chill and huffed out a cold, and exasperated, breath.
“Dad, this is ridiculous, you are behaving like a spoilt child.”
No response from the stolid back, although his head dipped a little. Selmak?
“Dad, please, Susan has no idea what she’s done wrong.”
Nothing.
“She’s crying.” Sam paused. “Come on, I bet Selmak found it funny.”
The noble Tok’ra glanced back and pursed his lips. Making a decision, he swung past her into his son’s home.
“Alright, but she’d better not serve sushi again.”
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The End