Float Like a Butterfly, by Pepper (PG)

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Rec Category: Jack and Sam friendship

Pairing: none

Categories: Jack O'Neill, Samantha Carter, Jack and Sam friendship, gen, humor, team

Warnings: none

Author on LJ: pepper_field

Author's Website: spaceprincess

Link: Float Like a Butterfly

 

Why This Must Be Read: Because this fun little ficlet features a Daniel that apparently includes chittering in his twenty-three languages, a trip to the kitchens for Teal'c that hopefully means working there instead of being eaten, and Sam and Jack - after patiently explaining that they're Air Force officers - ignominiously reduced to being assigned as shepherds...

 

...Or not. :)

"Um, I am to be a palace servant," explained Daniel, quickly. "I think she – I think she said something about 'entertainment', but I'm not sure." He frowned. The pincer moved towards Teal'c. "Teal'c is to – er – to work in the kitchens. Or he's going to the kitchens." Teal'c's gaze came quickly down from the ceiling. "I think – I'm fairly sure she means to work there, and not to be – er. Er. As far as I know, they only eat that sap stuff. I don't think their mouths are designed to eat, you know - solid food." Teal'c drew in a breath to speak, but the pincer moved on to wave between Jack and Sam. "And you are both to – to what?" He spoke haltingly in an approximation of the 'bug-eyed monsters' (as Jack called them) chittering language, as Sam glanced uneasily at her commanding officer. The Queen made an impatient gesture with three of her arms, and chittered back. "Oh." Daniel looked back at them, giving a brief, harassed smile. "I think you're going to be shepherds."

Jack sighed. Well, at least it wasn't mining.