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  • Nov. 7th, 2006 at 11:19 AM
pepper: Pepperpot (WOO kissage)

I've finished a story so fluffy you could put a bell on it and call it Tinkles. I haven't sent it to my beta yet, but I will... soon...

It's set during Window of Opportunity, and largely features kissage. Or attempted kissage.

Anyhow, here's a sample:

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Jack rubbed his sweaty palms against his BDU pants, taking the stairs two at a time to the control room. There was Sam – and there too was George Hammond. This was unfortunate, as Teal'c would say, but ultimately irrelevant.

"Colonel," acknowledged the general. Jack nodded a greeting.

"Sir. Carter, stand up."

Military training brought her to her feet before her brain kicked in. "Sir?"

Jack walked right up to her. "No consequences," he muttered to himself. The minute Daniel had said that, one thing had flashed into his brain. Well, two things, but he wasn't going to do the second – it just seemed wrong. Okay. Right. He steeled himself, and took her abruptly by the shoulders. Leaned forward to kiss Sam Carter.

Only she wasn't there.

The moment she'd understood his intention, she'd scuttled backwards, leaving him looking – and feeling – very foolish indeed.

"Sir!"

"Colonel O'Neill?"

Ulp. That would be the general. Carter was staring at him, wide-eyed. "Um..." he said. Boy, this wasn't how he'd intended to spend the rest of this loop. Fortunately, then end was due any second.

"Colonel *O'Neill*!"

Sam's eyes narrowed in sudden suspicion. Double ulp. She sure could look scary when she was pissed. "Were you just trying to kiss me?"

Come on, come on, where was a bowl of Froot Loops when you needed it? "Uh... maybe?"

"It's because of the time loops, isn't it? You were going to do it because nobody would remember!" The guilty look on his face was enough to confirm her suspicions. "You son of a-"

#FLASH#

"...Anyway, I'm sorry, but that just happens to be the way I feel about it. What do you think?"

Sam and Daniel stared at him curiously. There was no hint of knowledge in her eyes.

"Colonel? Is something wrong?"

Jack breathed a sigh of relief. For a minute there, he'd thought he was in trouble.

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Comments

ext_3314: Woman writing (Default)
[identity profile] pepper-field.livejournal.com wrote:
Nov. 10th, 2006 02:31 pm (UTC)
Re: lmfao
What can I say, I clearly have a type - gruff-but-humorous. :) I haven't sent it to my beta yet, but I will this weekend - it's only short and silly, so it shouldn't take long for her to review.

I think 'Character' fully deserved the award. It was just fantastic. I sometimes have problems believing stories of Jack and Sam declaring their feelings because of a brush with death - I mean, they're SG-1, it's their job! They have brushes with death every time there's an 'R' in the month! But your made it totally believable. It really seemed like The End Was Nigh - like it was a situation where they would have reached their limits, and actually given in to the combination of love and despair.

'Nuff waxing lyrical. But I really loved the story. I keep checking your lj and ff.net for news of the sequel, to be honest! :D Your life sounds madly busy.

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