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stargateficrecShow: Stargate SG-1
Rec Category: Team
Characters: Jack O'Neill, Samantha Carter, Daniel Jackson, Teal'c
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warnings: none
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gingasaur
Author's Website: gingasaur at AO3
Link: Some Days You're the Hydrant
Why This Must Be Read: Last month, I recced a delightful teamy crackfic in which dead-again-Daniel returned as an Ascended cat. This time, it's a rather hapless Jack that's been transformed into a dog by some giggling, pink-haired off-worlders. Yet despite the sheer crackiness of the premise, this fic is full of friendship and thoughtfulness and lovely characterization and... okay, yes, quite a bit of humor, too! Guaranteed to leave you with a warm and fuzzy feeling of team love. :)
Reccer's note: While this gen reader had absolutely no trouble seeing certain parts of this as strictly Sam and Jack friendship -- and the author also classifies it as gen -- Sam/Jack shippers can happily don their own glasses and read this fic accordingly.
“No. I’m not doing it today.” Daniel stood with his arms folded across his chest. “I’m done being the chew toy; it’s someone else’s turn.”
The colonel approached him, puppy eyes at full strength.
“Oh, that’s just pathetic,” Daniel said.
The colonel’s expression became decidedly less innocent. His tail wagged impishly.
“No! I’m serious; I’m not doing this!” The colonel took a few steps toward him, and he backed off with an, “Ah!” on each step. He then gestured toward Teal’c and Sam. “Anytime you want to help me out here.”
“Very well,” Teal’c said. “I will be the one to entertain O’Neill.” He bent down and lifted the colonel completely off the ground, one arm supporting his stomach while the other rested on his back to keep him still. He yelped in surprise and started wiggling, legs flailing like he was trying to paddle through water.
“Do not worry, O’Neill.” Teal’c smiled, and there was a pretty good chance it was entirely mischievous. “We will have fun.”
The colonel looked from Sam to Daniel, eyes full of nothing but terror.
Daniel waved, smiling as he did. “Have a good time.”
Sam just sighed as Teal’c carried her struggling CO away.
Rec Category: Team
Characters: Jack O'Neill, Samantha Carter, Daniel Jackson, Teal'c
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:
gingasaurAuthor's Website: gingasaur at AO3
Link: Some Days You're the Hydrant
Why This Must Be Read: Last month, I recced a delightful teamy crackfic in which dead-again-Daniel returned as an Ascended cat. This time, it's a rather hapless Jack that's been transformed into a dog by some giggling, pink-haired off-worlders. Yet despite the sheer crackiness of the premise, this fic is full of friendship and thoughtfulness and lovely characterization and... okay, yes, quite a bit of humor, too! Guaranteed to leave you with a warm and fuzzy feeling of team love. :)
Reccer's note: While this gen reader had absolutely no trouble seeing certain parts of this as strictly Sam and Jack friendship -- and the author also classifies it as gen -- Sam/Jack shippers can happily don their own glasses and read this fic accordingly.
“No. I’m not doing it today.” Daniel stood with his arms folded across his chest. “I’m done being the chew toy; it’s someone else’s turn.”
The colonel approached him, puppy eyes at full strength.
“Oh, that’s just pathetic,” Daniel said.
The colonel’s expression became decidedly less innocent. His tail wagged impishly.
“No! I’m serious; I’m not doing this!” The colonel took a few steps toward him, and he backed off with an, “Ah!” on each step. He then gestured toward Teal’c and Sam. “Anytime you want to help me out here.”
“Very well,” Teal’c said. “I will be the one to entertain O’Neill.” He bent down and lifted the colonel completely off the ground, one arm supporting his stomach while the other rested on his back to keep him still. He yelped in surprise and started wiggling, legs flailing like he was trying to paddle through water.
“Do not worry, O’Neill.” Teal’c smiled, and there was a pretty good chance it was entirely mischievous. “We will have fun.”
The colonel looked from Sam to Daniel, eyes full of nothing but terror.
Daniel waved, smiling as he did. “Have a good time.”
Sam just sighed as Teal’c carried her struggling CO away.
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Date: 2011-06-20 02:00 pm (UTC)I'm so glad you recced it, as now many more people will find it, I'm sure.
As I commented to the author, knowing how much RDA (and thereby, I imagine, Jack) loves dogs, this is an absolutely wonderful story, and actually believable, in the wacky SG1 work world.
Melissa M.
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Date: 2011-06-20 05:33 pm (UTC)Subtext is a wonderful thing. I'll stick to my gen glasses, and happily, Gingasaur makes that easy. :)
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Date: 2011-06-20 08:28 pm (UTC)Thanks for the rec! So cool that you saved it for a milestone, too.
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Date: 2011-06-21 03:49 pm (UTC)It was a GREAT read and it was a pleasure to rec it. :)
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Date: 2011-06-20 06:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-21 03:50 pm (UTC)