E is for Ego, by Thraesja (PG)
Apr. 30th, 2013 10:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Rec Category: Team
Categories: Jack, humor, friendship
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:
thraesja
Author's Website: Amaranth and Thraesja
Link: E is for Ego
Why This Must Be Read: This is one of my favorite kinds of teamy goodness fic: off-world mission, snappy dialogue, and affectionate teasing with underlying friendship. Complete with Jack winning the day! Sort of, anyway. :)
"It’s, uh, it’s regal," Carter had said when he’d first put it on after a long argument with Daniel, who’d already argued inefficiently--and insufficiently--with the natives.
"It’s puce."
"Sort of a light aubergine," Daniel added.
"This is why people wonder about you, Daniel." Jack looked down at the robe, ignoring Daniel’s mutter about hypocrites in puce houses. "It looks like a bottle of Pepto Bismol with a shot of blue Curaçao in it."
Carter’s lip curled in disgust. "Do I even want to know how you know what that would look like, sir?"
"You do not," Teal’c said, which reminded Jack that they’d agreed never to speak of the incident again.
This was rapidly becoming another of those moments.
Categories: Jack, humor, friendship
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Author's Website: Amaranth and Thraesja
Link: E is for Ego
Why This Must Be Read: This is one of my favorite kinds of teamy goodness fic: off-world mission, snappy dialogue, and affectionate teasing with underlying friendship. Complete with Jack winning the day! Sort of, anyway. :)
"It’s, uh, it’s regal," Carter had said when he’d first put it on after a long argument with Daniel, who’d already argued inefficiently--and insufficiently--with the natives.
"It’s puce."
"Sort of a light aubergine," Daniel added.
"This is why people wonder about you, Daniel." Jack looked down at the robe, ignoring Daniel’s mutter about hypocrites in puce houses. "It looks like a bottle of Pepto Bismol with a shot of blue Curaçao in it."
Carter’s lip curled in disgust. "Do I even want to know how you know what that would look like, sir?"
"You do not," Teal’c said, which reminded Jack that they’d agreed never to speak of the incident again.
This was rapidly becoming another of those moments.