[Stargate: Drabble] "General A.J.'s Office" [Sam/Jack, G]
Title: General A.J.’s Office
Prompt: writerverse challenge #02 September table of doom
Line Used: “So out came the brooms and buckets and in went Missis, to her great satisfaction.” (The One Hundred and One Dalmatians by Dodie Smith, page 22)
Word Count: 219
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Stargate SG-1 (part of my future!verse, but can be read alone)
Pairings: Sam Carter/Jack O’Neill
Summary: “Carter, why is our daughter in the closet?”
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
General A.J.'s Office
Jack came home one afternoon to find every broom, mop and other miscellaneous cleaning supply neatly leaning against the kitchen cabinets. The door to the closet where those items were usually kept was ajar, and Jack peered inside.
“Carter,” he said, to the figure curled in an armchair with what looked like a physics text book, “why is our daughter in the closet?”
“I don’t know,” said Sam. “But she insisted, and I really didn’t see any reason not to let her.”
“Okay,” said Jack. He kicked off his shoes and plopped onto the couch, but he kept glancing at the closet door. “It’s not a metaphor, is it? ‘In the closet’? Because I hope we’ve raised A.J. to know that we’ll always love her, no matter what.”
Sam smiled. “She’s four, Jack. I think she just likes the small space. And she knows we love her.”
“Good,” he said. “Good.”
“Yes, hello,” said A.J.’s voice, from inside the closet. “This is General A.J., of the Really Big Important ‘Partment. A big scary mission? Right away, Mr. President. I bring my team, okay? Bye!”
The closet door opened. “Mommy, come quick! We got a mission, from the President! Daddy, you’re home! You come, too!”
“A mission, you say,” said Jack. “What are your orders, General A.J.?”
His daughter grinned.
THE END
Current Mood:
anxious
Prompt: writerverse challenge #02 September table of doom
Line Used: “So out came the brooms and buckets and in went Missis, to her great satisfaction.” (The One Hundred and One Dalmatians by Dodie Smith, page 22)
Word Count: 219
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Stargate SG-1 (part of my future!verse, but can be read alone)
Pairings: Sam Carter/Jack O’Neill
Summary: “Carter, why is our daughter in the closet?”
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
General A.J.'s Office
Jack came home one afternoon to find every broom, mop and other miscellaneous cleaning supply neatly leaning against the kitchen cabinets. The door to the closet where those items were usually kept was ajar, and Jack peered inside.
“Carter,” he said, to the figure curled in an armchair with what looked like a physics text book, “why is our daughter in the closet?”
“I don’t know,” said Sam. “But she insisted, and I really didn’t see any reason not to let her.”
“Okay,” said Jack. He kicked off his shoes and plopped onto the couch, but he kept glancing at the closet door. “It’s not a metaphor, is it? ‘In the closet’? Because I hope we’ve raised A.J. to know that we’ll always love her, no matter what.”
Sam smiled. “She’s four, Jack. I think she just likes the small space. And she knows we love her.”
“Good,” he said. “Good.”
“Yes, hello,” said A.J.’s voice, from inside the closet. “This is General A.J., of the Really Big Important ‘Partment. A big scary mission? Right away, Mr. President. I bring my team, okay? Bye!”
The closet door opened. “Mommy, come quick! We got a mission, from the President! Daddy, you’re home! You come, too!”
“A mission, you say,” said Jack. “What are your orders, General A.J.?”
His daughter grinned.
THE END
Current Mood:
anxious