Title: Score!

Author:  OXBastetXO  

Category:  Humor

Spoilers:  None

Sequel/Season Info:  None

Rating: PG

Content Warning:  None

Summary: This was writen for a writer challange on Yum@'s site.  A story to contain 1) a locked door, 2) a roll of toilet paper, 3) peanuts.

Showtime and MGM/UA owns Stargate: SG-1 and all there in. I'm just borrowing them for a bit, and I promise to give them right back when I'm done.  Well, most of them, I might just keep Jack and Daniel for a bit longer.

Score!

by

OXBastetXO

"Jack, would you look at this!"

"What you got there Daniel?"

"It looks like a door."

"Just don't..."

*BAM*

"Oh."

"What did? DANIEL!!!"

"It shut."

"I can see that!"

"And it locked."

"Oh, for crying out loud!"

"Jack, why are you looking at me like that and what are you muttering about?"

"I won't kill him....I won't kill him....I won't kill him..."

"Uh, Jack?"

*sigh* "What Daniel?"

"Sorry."

"Never mind. We got to find a way out of here."

"Hey, there's a window over here. Whoa, long way down. Hey, I can see Teal'c and Sam!"

"Now we just got to get them a note somehow."

"Toilet paper?"

"Where did you get that?"

"Long story."

"Oh, let me guess, Dr. Fraser? It wouldn't have something to do with that little adventure you had with the call of

nature and poison ivy now, would it?

"Jack!"

"Sorry, but you do have to admit, you do look good in pink."

"JACK!!!!"

"There, that should do it. Now if I can just land this near them. He shoots, and he scores!"

"Hey, you beaned Teal'c with it!"

"At least it got their attention."

"They're waving up at us."

"Now we just have to wait for them to come and get us."

"Jack?"

"What Daniel?"

"Want some peanuts?"

"Where did you get those, Daniel?"

"From one of those MRI things."

"MRI? MREs!"

"Whatever, what does that mean any ways?"

"'Meals Ready to Eat'."

"Oh, I thought it might be 'Military Regulation Edibles', though 'indigestion in a box' might be more believable."

"Colonel O'Neill? Daniel?"

"Here comes the calvary."

"Are you two ok?"

"Just wonderful, Danny boy locked us in."

"I did not. Well, I guess I did."

*Screech*

"Locked, sir?

"Show off."

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