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donutsweeper) wrote2008-10-06 11:36 pm
donutsweeper) wrote2008-10-06 11:36 pm
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A Ticket on the Crazy Train
Title: A Ticket on the Crazy Train
Pairing/Warning/Rating: No pairings or warnings, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Sometimes Jack wondered if the inmates were running the asylum.
Author's Note: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
tw100 icon fic challenge.
Owen slipped in a puddle of the blue slime and the next thing he knew he was flat on his back and Gwen was laughing at him.
“Oh, is that how it is, sweetheart?” He grabbed a handful of the smelly stuff and flung it at her.
But he missed.
And hit Tosh.
Who immediately retaliated by slinging a glob of the stuff herself.
Jack sat in the SUV, where it was safe and happily slime free, as he watched his team regress into a pack of wild three year olds.
It was going to be one of those days.
Pairing/Warning/Rating: No pairings or warnings, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Sometimes Jack wondered if the inmates were running the asylum.
Author's Note: Written for
tw100 icon fic challenge.Owen slipped in a puddle of the blue slime and the next thing he knew he was flat on his back and Gwen was laughing at him.
“Oh, is that how it is, sweetheart?” He grabbed a handful of the smelly stuff and flung it at her.
But he missed.
And hit Tosh.
Who immediately retaliated by slinging a glob of the stuff herself.
Jack sat in the SUV, where it was safe and happily slime free, as he watched his team regress into a pack of wild three year olds.
It was going to be one of those days.