Flashfic: Jack/Daniel, Any Old Thing
Mar. 17th, 2009 03:27 pmHow long has it been since my last Stargate fic? Way too long...
Title: Any Old Thing
Rating: PG
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Word Count: 234
Summary: Sam gives Daniel a gag gift. Jack's not sure he likes it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. At all. I am monk.
A/N: Written directly here. No beta. But it's short. :-) And I would like to blame this on
or_mabinogi. Though, then, I suppose I have to in turn blame it on myself since it's my fault he gave me the idea.... Just read it.
"Daniel?"
"Yes, Jack?" Daniel asks without looking up from the paper.
"What are you wearing?"
"A t-shirt and jeans."
"I can see that. Care to explain anything?"
Daniel put the paper down and thought about it. "Nope," he replied taking a sip of his coffee and picking the paper back up.
"Where'd you get it?"
"Sam gave it to me. Said she saw it online and couldn't resist."
"And you have to wear it?"
"Yup."
"Are you not bothered by the fact that that t-shirt basically insults me and our entire relationship?"
"Nope. It's not insulting. It's just true."
"Oh, really? So, I'm old then?"
"Um, yes, Jack. You are."
"And you have a problem with this?"
"Not at all. Why would you think such a thing?"
Jack just gestured meaningfully at the t-shirt.
"Oh, come on, Jack," Daniel said standing up from the couch and walking towards Jack. "It's just a joke. You know the only old thing I have any interest in is you."
"What about the sculpture from M49-861 SG-12 found?" Jack asked wrapping his arms around Daniel's waist.
"OK. That is rather interesting. I suppose it would be better to say that the only old thing I have any carnal interest in, is you."
"That so?"
"You better believe it, flyboy," Daniel replied leaning in and gently pecking Jack on the lips.
"Care to make me?"
"Mmm. Be glad to."
THE END
End Note: This is the t-shirt Daniel was wearing. Hehe.
Title: Any Old Thing
Rating: PG
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Word Count: 234
Summary: Sam gives Daniel a gag gift. Jack's not sure he likes it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. At all. I am monk.
A/N: Written directly here. No beta. But it's short. :-) And I would like to blame this on
"Daniel?"
"Yes, Jack?" Daniel asks without looking up from the paper.
"What are you wearing?"
"A t-shirt and jeans."
"I can see that. Care to explain anything?"
Daniel put the paper down and thought about it. "Nope," he replied taking a sip of his coffee and picking the paper back up.
"Where'd you get it?"
"Sam gave it to me. Said she saw it online and couldn't resist."
"And you have to wear it?"
"Yup."
"Are you not bothered by the fact that that t-shirt basically insults me and our entire relationship?"
"Nope. It's not insulting. It's just true."
"Oh, really? So, I'm old then?"
"Um, yes, Jack. You are."
"And you have a problem with this?"
"Not at all. Why would you think such a thing?"
Jack just gestured meaningfully at the t-shirt.
"Oh, come on, Jack," Daniel said standing up from the couch and walking towards Jack. "It's just a joke. You know the only old thing I have any interest in is you."
"What about the sculpture from M49-861 SG-12 found?" Jack asked wrapping his arms around Daniel's waist.
"OK. That is rather interesting. I suppose it would be better to say that the only old thing I have any carnal interest in, is you."
"That so?"
"You better believe it, flyboy," Daniel replied leaning in and gently pecking Jack on the lips.
"Care to make me?"
"Mmm. Be glad to."
THE END
End Note: This is the t-shirt Daniel was wearing. Hehe.
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Date: 2009-03-17 10:55 pm (UTC)I love you and that shirt :D :D
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Date: 2009-03-17 11:08 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-17 11:14 pm (UTC)