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A/N This is my first story, reviews welcome.
Delays
Aboard a cargo ship
Sam: “Sir, we have enough energy for four more hours of life support. That should get us to P3X-395.”
Mitchell: (Glances sharply at Carter) “What do you mean should? The planet is only two hours away.”
Sam: “Yes sir, but that doesn’t count delays.”
Mitchell: (puzzled tone) “Delays, what delays?”
Daniel: wiping glasses) “This is SG-1; there’s always a delay or crisis.”
Teal’c “Indeed.”
Mitchell: “What sort of delay?”
Sam: “Well sir, we haven’t been chased by Ori ships lately and we haven’t fought a previously unknown alien race in a while.”
Daniel: “We could almost be sucked into a black hole.”
Teal’c: “Perhaps we will be caught by a tractor beam and taken aboard the Death Star.”
Mitchell: “Teal’c, Star Wars is a MOVIE!”
Teal’c: “Perhaps Mitchell.”
Mitchell: “Well, maybe we’ll get lucky and won’t have any problems.”
Vala: (sarcastically) “Yes and maybe the Ori will decide they don’t want to play anymore and will go home.”
2.9 hours later
Mitchell: (sounding relieved) “See, we didn’t run into any delays!”
Vala: “Oh, look, I didn’t know P3X-395 had a moon!”
Daniel: “It doesn’t”
Sam: “Sir, the object seems to be made of a titanium alloy combined with a metal the ship’s sensors do not recognize”
Mitchell: “Teal’c, reverse, we’ll enter orbit on the other side and fly in the atmosphere to the rendezvous site”
Teal’c: “I can not”
Mitchell: “Why?”
Teal’c: “It appears that we have been captured by a tractor beam”
Mitchell: “B-E-A-Utiful”
The End.
A/N This is my first story, reviews welcome.
Delays
Aboard a cargo ship
Sam: “Sir, we have enough energy for four more hours of life support. That should get us to P3X-395.”
Mitchell: (Glances sharply at Carter) “What do you mean should? The planet is only two hours away.”
Sam: “Yes sir, but that doesn’t count delays.”
Mitchell: (puzzled tone) “Delays, what delays?”
Daniel: wiping glasses) “This is SG-1; there’s always a delay or crisis.”
Teal’c “Indeed.”
Mitchell: “What sort of delay?”
Sam: “Well sir, we haven’t been chased by Ori ships lately and we haven’t fought a previously unknown alien race in a while.”
Daniel: “We could almost be sucked into a black hole.”
Teal’c: “Perhaps we will be caught by a tractor beam and taken aboard the Death Star.”
Mitchell: “Teal’c, Star Wars is a MOVIE!”
Teal’c: “Perhaps Mitchell.”
Mitchell: “Well, maybe we’ll get lucky and won’t have any problems.”
Vala: (sarcastically) “Yes and maybe the Ori will decide they don’t want to play anymore and will go home.”
2.9 hours later
Mitchell: (sounding relieved) “See, we didn’t run into any delays!”
Vala: “Oh, look, I didn’t know P3X-395 had a moon!”
Daniel: “It doesn’t”
Sam: “Sir, the object seems to be made of a titanium alloy combined with a metal the ship’s sensors do not recognize”
Mitchell: “Teal’c, reverse, we’ll enter orbit on the other side and fly in the atmosphere to the rendezvous site”
Teal’c: “I can not”
Mitchell: “Why?”
Teal’c: “It appears that we have been captured by a tractor beam”
Mitchell: “B-E-A-Utiful”
The End.
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