“Thank you, sir. Well, I was thinking about the time actually that Teal’c sort of,” Sam makes a complicated pattern with her hand movements, “negotiated a truce between Dad and Selmak.”
Daniel chuckles. “I wish I’d been there.”
Jack and Sam look at each other. Jack pats Daniel on the shoulder. “We wish you’d been there, too.”
Sam smiles at Daniel. “It was something to see. Dad’s head kept dipping and coming back up, and sometimes his eyes would be glowing, and it was like the rest of us weren’t even in the room. It was all Dad and Selmak arguing like crazy, and Selmak wanting to get up and walk out and throw the whole Tok’ra-Earth alliance away.”
“And Hammond was working up quite a head of steam. Selmak wasn’t exactly pulling any punches.”
“And then Teal’c slammed his hand down on the table and roared, ‘Enough!’ and started lecturing them like they were a pair of little kids.” Sam laughs at the memory.
“And in the end, they were so united in their awe of T’s frickin’ awesomeness that they stopped bitching at each other and thus the alliance was saved. For what that’s worth.” Jack shrugs. “You want this last one, Daniel?”
“Oh, no, you go ahead.” Daniel waves a hand.
“Yeah, okay. Just last week, Teal’c averted a huge incident. When the SGC was in negotiations with the Vistorans.”
Daniel frowns. “I heard everything went smoothly. You never said anything….”
“Wait, what was Teal’c doing there?” Sam asks.
“Here’s the situation: their planet’s on a completely different clock than ours.”
“Riiight, the negotiations had to be held in the middle of the night, our time. You were thrilled about that, as I recall.”
“And things took longer than planned. So our guys are getting a little tired and cranky; their guys aren’t gonna make it home for supper and the snacks disappeared long ago. People start digging in their heels just to be obstinate.”
“The whole thing’s going down the tubes,” Daniel says, frowning.
“But where does Teal’c come in?” Sam asks again.
“T comes trotting into the room with half a dozen pizzas, and suddenly the galaxy is safe for democracy.” Jack grins. “And anchovies.”
“Wait. How…?”
“And just why would Teal’c… where would he get the idea to do something like that?”
“If I recall correctly, we just established his awesomeness a minute ago.”
“Jaaack.”
“I have the strangest feeling that something’s being left out of this story, Colonel.”
“Really?”
“Jack?”
“Yes, Daniel?”
“What part do you play in this… saving the galaxy?” Daniel gestures and raises his eyebrows.
“Oh, that.”
“Yes, that.”
“Well, I may have happened to crave a moment of relative sanity and therefore sought out my main man during a bathroom break in order to do a little, shall we say, venting.”
“Ah!”
“Ah?”
“I’m beginning to get a picture of who the crankiest person in that room might have been.”
“Ah!” Sam says. “And that person would be someone who was craving something besides relative sanity, maybe?”
“And maybe this person happened to mention this other craving?”
Jack tries to look modest. “Maybe. Just in passing.”
“So Teal’c averted a major diplomatic incident because you had a hankering for pepperoni?” Daniel’s voice rises.
“Isn’t it funny how that works?”
“Very funny, sir.” Sam exchanges a look with Daniel.
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Five times Teal'c averted a diplomatic incident Part Two of Two
Date: 2010-08-02 10:30 pm (UTC)Daniel chuckles. “I wish I’d been there.”
Jack and Sam look at each other. Jack pats Daniel on the shoulder. “We wish you’d been there, too.”
Sam smiles at Daniel. “It was something to see. Dad’s head kept dipping and coming back up, and sometimes his eyes would be glowing, and it was like the rest of us weren’t even in the room. It was all Dad and Selmak arguing like crazy, and Selmak wanting to get up and walk out and throw the whole Tok’ra-Earth alliance away.”
“And Hammond was working up quite a head of steam. Selmak wasn’t exactly pulling any punches.”
“And then Teal’c slammed his hand down on the table and roared, ‘Enough!’ and started lecturing them like they were a pair of little kids.” Sam laughs at the memory.
“And in the end, they were so united in their awe of T’s frickin’ awesomeness that they stopped bitching at each other and thus the alliance was saved. For what that’s worth.” Jack shrugs. “You want this last one, Daniel?”
“Oh, no, you go ahead.” Daniel waves a hand.
“Yeah, okay. Just last week, Teal’c averted a huge incident. When the SGC was in negotiations with the Vistorans.”
Daniel frowns. “I heard everything went smoothly. You never said anything….”
“Wait, what was Teal’c doing there?” Sam asks.
“Here’s the situation: their planet’s on a completely different clock than ours.”
“Riiight, the negotiations had to be held in the middle of the night, our time. You were thrilled about that, as I recall.”
“And things took longer than planned. So our guys are getting a little tired and cranky; their guys aren’t gonna make it home for supper and the snacks disappeared long ago. People start digging in their heels just to be obstinate.”
“The whole thing’s going down the tubes,” Daniel says, frowning.
“But where does Teal’c come in?” Sam asks again.
“T comes trotting into the room with half a dozen pizzas, and suddenly the galaxy is safe for democracy.” Jack grins. “And anchovies.”
“Wait. How…?”
“And just why would Teal’c… where would he get the idea to do something like that?”
“If I recall correctly, we just established his awesomeness a minute ago.”
“Jaaack.”
“I have the strangest feeling that something’s being left out of this story, Colonel.”
“Really?”
“Jack?”
“Yes, Daniel?”
“What part do you play in this… saving the galaxy?” Daniel gestures and raises his eyebrows.
“Oh, that.”
“Yes, that.”
“Well, I may have happened to crave a moment of relative sanity and therefore sought out my main man during a bathroom break in order to do a little, shall we say, venting.”
“Ah!”
“Ah?”
“I’m beginning to get a picture of who the crankiest person in that room might have been.”
“Ah!” Sam says. “And that person would be someone who was craving something besides relative sanity, maybe?”
“And maybe this person happened to mention this other craving?”
Jack tries to look modest. “Maybe. Just in passing.”
“So Teal’c averted a major diplomatic incident because you had a hankering for pepperoni?” Daniel’s voice rises.
“Isn’t it funny how that works?”
“Very funny, sir.” Sam exchanges a look with Daniel.
“Hilarious,” Daniel says sourly.
“What a guy,” Jack says admiringly.
”Are we still talking about Teal’c?”
“What?”
“What?”
Sam hides a grin.