Reason # 21 - U is for Unicorn Underwear
Reason # 21 - U is for Unicorn Underwear - SG-1 - Cam & Sam - Words: 461
"Cam, come out from back there," Sam called, her voice echoing in the long series of caves they were in. "I found the way back to the surface."
Cam gritted his teeth and and folded his arms. At least he still had his shirt. And his boots. That was something at least. "I think I've got a way out down here. I'll meet you at the surface," he shouted back. It was a lie. He was pretty sure he was going deeper into the cave system, but that's exactly what he wanted to do right now.
If he had a mirror he was pretty sure he'd see his face and neck flushing a dusky red in the light from the luminescent moss growing all over the walls. As it was he could just feel that his face was warm and he couldn't even look down. Apparently the luminescent moss was also a corrosive of some kind, or it became one when it came into contact with fabric. Cam had briefly sat down on a rock, a rock coated in the moss because the moss coated everything down here, and when he'd stood up his pants had fallen away and then finished dissolving in a puddle on the floor.
Normally he'd be grateful that he'd been at least left with his underwear and just get on with it. It wasn't like the team hadn't seen him in a lot less. But not today. Today was different. Today was four days past laundry day and had left him digging in the bottom of his drawers to find something to wear. Today was unicorn underwear day.
He was never putting off doing laundry again.
"Cam, get up here. We need to get back to the 'gate," Sam called again. When Cam didn't respond she added, "that's an order!"
"You're not my commanding officer," Cam shouted.
"Close enough," Sam said, not having to shout this time because she was coming around the bend of the cave. "What's the hold u-"
Cam resisted the urge to cover his brightly patterned underwear, that not only had unicorns, but dinosaurs and other assorted ridiculousness as well. A friend had bought them for him as a gag birthday gift years and years ago, and Cam hadn't done the sensible thing and thrown them out before they could wind up in his underwear drawer.
"Do you want to borrow my jacket?" Sam asked, obviously trying her best not to smile and failing spectacularly.
Cam sighed and shook his head. "No, let's just get this over with." If he could walk into a Goa'uld stronghold without a second thought, he could walk back through the 'gate to the SGC in just his unicorn underwear. He was just that awesome.
Note: This is the underwear I was thinking of while writing this. Thank you google image search!
"Cam, come out from back there," Sam called, her voice echoing in the long series of caves they were in. "I found the way back to the surface."
Cam gritted his teeth and and folded his arms. At least he still had his shirt. And his boots. That was something at least. "I think I've got a way out down here. I'll meet you at the surface," he shouted back. It was a lie. He was pretty sure he was going deeper into the cave system, but that's exactly what he wanted to do right now.
If he had a mirror he was pretty sure he'd see his face and neck flushing a dusky red in the light from the luminescent moss growing all over the walls. As it was he could just feel that his face was warm and he couldn't even look down. Apparently the luminescent moss was also a corrosive of some kind, or it became one when it came into contact with fabric. Cam had briefly sat down on a rock, a rock coated in the moss because the moss coated everything down here, and when he'd stood up his pants had fallen away and then finished dissolving in a puddle on the floor.
Normally he'd be grateful that he'd been at least left with his underwear and just get on with it. It wasn't like the team hadn't seen him in a lot less. But not today. Today was different. Today was four days past laundry day and had left him digging in the bottom of his drawers to find something to wear. Today was unicorn underwear day.
He was never putting off doing laundry again.
"Cam, get up here. We need to get back to the 'gate," Sam called again. When Cam didn't respond she added, "that's an order!"
"You're not my commanding officer," Cam shouted.
"Close enough," Sam said, not having to shout this time because she was coming around the bend of the cave. "What's the hold u-"
Cam resisted the urge to cover his brightly patterned underwear, that not only had unicorns, but dinosaurs and other assorted ridiculousness as well. A friend had bought them for him as a gag birthday gift years and years ago, and Cam hadn't done the sensible thing and thrown them out before they could wind up in his underwear drawer.
"Do you want to borrow my jacket?" Sam asked, obviously trying her best not to smile and failing spectacularly.
Cam sighed and shook his head. "No, let's just get this over with." If he could walk into a Goa'uld stronghold without a second thought, he could walk back through the 'gate to the SGC in just his unicorn underwear. He was just that awesome.
Note: This is the underwear I was thinking of while writing this. Thank you google image search!
