Taking prompts, people
Jul. 25th, 2009 11:48 pm![[personal profile]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sidAfter a completely wasted day, I feel the need to make certain that tomorrow is more productive. So I'm going to take some prompts. I'll take 4 each on LJ and DW. Anything in the Stargate universe (except Stargate Universe!) is good.
Except Jack/Sam.
;-D
Except Jack/Sam.
;-D
“For all the usual reasons. Come on, Sam. We’ve had this conversation before; just drop it, huh?”
“I’m tired of waiting.”
Daniel laughed in surprise. “What?”
Sam took another big swallow of her drink. “I’m sick and tired of waiting for something to happen. Of watching all the time to see if it has happened, so I know that I need to start ingnoring it.”
“‘Ingnoring?’”
“Ig,” Sam said. “Ig.”
“I think I had this conversation with an Unas once,” Daniel mused, sipping.
Sam reached across and swatted his arm. “I mean it. I want you to tell him. I want you to be happy. You deserve it. And I’m sure the Colonel feelsh the same way about you.”
Daniel shook his head, grinning. “You’re too drunk for this conversation.”
“Or you’re not drunk enough,” Sam shot back. “Not drunk enough to tell him.”
“What, here?” Daniel looked around the bar in mock alarm, and spotted Jack on his way back from the men’s room. “Here he comes.”
“Tell him.” Sam’s eyes glittered.
“No, no, no. Drop it?” Daniel pleaded.
“If you don’t tell him, I will.”
“Sam!” Daniel hissed.
“Tell me what?” Jack dropped into his chair.
Daniel opened his mouth to say “Nothing”, but Sam was quicker.
“How Daniel feels about you.”
Daniel groaned and put his head down on the table.
“I already know how Daniel feels about me, Carter.”
Daniel groaned again, more loudly, and Jack’s hand clapped onto his shoulder and gave it a little shake.
“He thinks I’m peachy. A fan-damn-tastic leader, a sterling example of… something I’m sterling at, and somebody who can obviously drink the both of you under the table.”
Sam hiccupped.
Daniel raised his head cautiously.
“Right, Daniel?”
Daniel looked at Jack sideways. “Peachy," he agreed, and turned his gaze to Sam.
She hiccupped again, and slapped her hand over her mouth, eyes big above it.
“You’re cut off, by the way,” Jack said, smoothly sliding Sam’s glass out of her reach and emptying its contents into his own glass.
“One drink too late,” Daniel said, with a friendly, forgiving smirk at Sam’s woeful face.
“Shoot me now,” she moaned.
“Nah,” Jack said. “Ask me again in the morning when your hangover kicks in. I might decide to show you mercy.”
“Actually,” Daniel said, sniffing the contents of his glass with pleasure, “whoever invented tequila liqueur should probably be shot.”
“Good stuff,” Jack said with a grin, raising his glass for a swallow.
“I love Agavero,” Sam said wistfully, watching Jack drink.
Daniel squeezed Jack’s knee underneath the table and watched his eyelids flutter.
The añejo tequila is aged up to eighteen months and the reposado tequila is rested for nearly a year. The tequilas are combined and then hand blended with the essence of Damiana, a flower indigenous to the hot mountains of Jalisco that has been rumored for centuries to stir up the emotions among individuals.
good stuff all
Glad you liked!
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:D
(Sam is such a cute drunk.)
I get giggly, goofy, and relentless like your Sam.
This was great!
Glad you enjoyed it.
Very cute. :-)
Thanks!
I love it, naturally. Especially love the unas line. *g*
Sam's cute when she's drunk and Jack and Daniel are cute *all* the time.
Thanks so much for answering the prompt, baby. Your rock. :-)
I'm too tired.
Need sleeee ....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz