Vala glanced around the diner while they waited to order. "Well, if this 'saving the world' thing doesn't work out, I could always go back to waiting tables." She grinned mischievously at Daniel. "Muscles could teach Cam to cook, Sam could order supplies and keep track of all that lovely money we'll make."
Daniel knew he was going to regret asking, but ask he did. "And what will I be doing?"
"Why, darling, you'll sit on one of those little stools and let the old ladies ogle your luscious ass. We'll be rich!"
Someone (and I wish I could remember who!) did a little take-off on Red Sky where SG-1 was scouring the galaxy for a special fruit in order to win a pie-making contest. After the SGC goes public, they all retire to run a diner and they earn a reputation for out-of-this-world pies.
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This is quite the tantalizing AU plotbunny!
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Daniel knew he was going to regret asking, but ask he did. "And what will I be doing?"
"Why, darling, you'll sit on one of those little stools and let the old ladies ogle your luscious ass. We'll be rich!"
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"And I also beg to differ," Sam joined in, "but Teal'c beats us all in the ass department."
"Indeed," Jack smirked as he scanned the menu without looking up.
Teal'c merely leaned back and smiled.
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"As long as he stays away from the grill, I'm sure the fire marshal could get behind that," Sam grinned, not looking the least bit apologetic.
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