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donutsweeper) wrote2008-06-23 12:35 pm
donutsweeper) wrote2008-06-23 12:35 pm
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The Dare
Title: The Dare
Pairing/Warning/Rating: None, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Sometimes doing something you were dared to does not go well, as Jack finds out.
Author's Note: Written forunfeathered
Owen stared at Jack. “I dare you to eat it.”
“You dare him? What are you, twelve? Gwen, come here and talk some sense into these two!”
“Leave her out of this,” Owen hissed, watching Jack poke at what was in front of him. “This is between me and Jack. He’s the one who swore he’d eat anything.”
“But Owen, it came through the rift!”
“I scanned it! It’s clean.”
“But...” Tosh’s protests were drowned out by a wrapper crinkling.
After a moment’s chewing Jack smiled. “Prawn cocktail flavored rift Quavers. Yummmm”
“If they’re so good you should swallow.”
“No.”
Pairing/Warning/Rating: None, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Sometimes doing something you were dared to does not go well, as Jack finds out.
Author's Note: Written for
unfeathered Owen stared at Jack. “I dare you to eat it.”
“You dare him? What are you, twelve? Gwen, come here and talk some sense into these two!”
“Leave her out of this,” Owen hissed, watching Jack poke at what was in front of him. “This is between me and Jack. He’s the one who swore he’d eat anything.”
“But Owen, it came through the rift!”
“I scanned it! It’s clean.”
“But...” Tosh’s protests were drowned out by a wrapper crinkling.
After a moment’s chewing Jack smiled. “Prawn cocktail flavored rift Quavers. Yummmm”
“If they’re so good you should swallow.”
“No.”
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(My mum ate heaps of quavers when she was pregnant with me... I'm sort of hooked on them.)