The Day After, by Wendy (G)

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Rec Category: Humor

Pairing: none
Categories: humor, gen, holiday, General Hammond, Bra’tac, Thor, Jacob Carter, Louis Ferretti, team
Warnings: includes Ascended!Daniel
Author on LJ: unknown
Author's Website: Wendy at StargateFan
Link: The Day After

Why This Must Be Read: My usual humor preferences involve fics where the characters behave perfectly normally (well, as normal as SG-1 ever is) but are faced with bizarre circumstances. This fic is very, very different, with various fan favorites acting completely OOC…

And yet I love it anyway.

That’s probably because of Hammond, who is delightfully in character throughout. On the day after Halloween, he faces down the most incredible group of shame-faced people, including SG-1, Bra’tac, Jacob Carter, Thor, and an Ascended Daniel, scolding them for their inappropriate behavior. (The role Jack plays with Thor is scarily appropriate.) Then you get to the final line, and discover the little twist that shows that George Hammond is always, always solidly in control.

It’s short and silly and fluffy and it will make you giggle. Sounds pretty good, doesn’t it?

"I know we should have told you," said Jacob. "But..." he dipped his head and his eyes flashed. "I won third place!" squealed Selmac. "The High Council will be most gratified." He dipped his head again, and his eyes and voice returned to human-normal. "What can I say, George?" Jacob shook his head slowly, shrugged and spread his his hands. "Selmac says she hasn't had this much fun in more than 300 years."

It took every bit of military discipline Hammond could muster to maintain the scowl on his face. "Dare I ask about the other prizes?"

Daniel's glow brightened. "I took second. It's been so long since I've won anything.... General, if there's any way you can forgive us, everybody there really did believe it was all special effects. The base techies went nuts trying to figure out how we did it. And I've left my red ribbon pinned up in Janet's office; I think the entire SGC should share in it." His corona rippled. "I also submit myself for whatever punishment you deem fitting."

"The honor of the service, George!" Jacob stood at parade rest. "Those squids and jarheads, there might have even been a few GI's, were nowhere near our league." He dipped his head again, and Selmac spoke. "We will also submit ourselves to your discipline, as part of the cultural exchange. Jacob tells me this is traditional for those who have broken protocol."

Hammond bit the inside of his cheek as he looked around the room. *I will not laugh. I will not laugh.* "So the blue would be Master Bra'tac?"

"Oh, no." Bra'tac shook his head sadly. "I regret to say I did not win a ribbon. I share my certificate of honorable mention with Ferretti of Oregon."

"Col. Ferretti?"

"Ra, sir." His shoulders slumped. "I dressed as Ra. O'Neill helped me with the clothes, Dr. Jackson did my makeup and .... and Master Bra'tac was my First Prime. I'm sorry, sir."

Comments

[redbyrd-sgfic.livejournal.com]

Saved! I've spent the day trying to put a dent in my backlog of paperwork. Tedious, stultifying, persnickety and did I mention, dull? paperwork.

And even LJ has been quiet.

This fic has saved me from impending coma.

*g* Good rec, I'd pretty much forgotten this story too!

::checks watch:: If I can stay awake for fifteen more minutes, I can get out of here...

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Hee! Fic recs to the rescue!

Glad it came in handy. :)