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Jul. 18th, 2004 @ 04:30 am Hmm
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I was in a bad mood and thus I wrote fluff.


In which Sam and Jack watch PBS and don't discuss having kids.


For my cousin, who likes Blue’s Clues more than Boohbah.




She wakes up with a crick in her neck. It's to be expected, she supposes, from falling asleep with her head in someone's lap.


She shifts just a little, rolls over far enough to see Jack's face above her and sees him looking down at her, a fond smile on his face.


"Hey there, sleepyhead." And he runs his hand through hair and she closes her eyes because it's been a while since anybody has done that with such casual affection.


"Hey, sorry I fell asleep." Her voice is low and rough and she clears her throat even as she tries to pull herself up. The combination of the dip he's making in the couch and his hand in her hair pulls her back down and she sighs, wiggles around a little and tries to make herself more comfortable.


His leg shifts and she looks right to see him prop his foot on the coffee table. And past his foot and the empty bottles and the bowl that was filled with popcorn she sees something on the TV that is not the episode of Nova that was on when she fell asleep.


"Jack?" She twists back around to look at his face.


"Hmm?" He's not looking at her anymore, is now focused on the TV.


"What the hell are you watching?" He looks down, face calm, apparently not seeing anything strange about the . . . things on the TV.




"What-bah?" She turns to look at the TV again and sees the blobs doing some sort of dance. Well, she imagines it's a dance; he's got the sound off. Which is sweet, and considerate and so like him, she's coming to discover.


"They're distant cousins to the Teletubbies, I believe."  And that's it, she hoists herself up and even as it embarrasses her (need to add a few more crunches in the morning, Sam) the feel of his hand on the small of her back makes her feel pleased and comforted and warm.


But if he thinks he's going to distract her by touching her, he's got another thing coming.


She looks at him. "How do you know what the Teletubbies are?"


"I *was* around some of the time when Charlie was little."


And she is abashed. "Oh."


"Hey. Don't" and he reaches out and cups the side of her face, smoothes the worry lines from the corners of her eyes.” It’s okay."


And she doesn't quite smile but she does turn her face into his palm and close her eyes for just a second. "Okay."


And as if he's reached his quota for being serious for the day, he says "But I really do prefer Blue's Clues." And she opens her eyes and bats his hand away.


"No, I'm serious. Cassie and I watched it last weekend when we hung out." A cocked eyebrow. "She says it helps her de-stress after she's been studying. And it's educational."


She snorts. "Right. I'm sure you both learned a lot. Educational."


He smirks a little, just the smallest lifting of the corner of his mouth. "Well, not for Cassie. But for me and small children? Sure."


"I'm sure kids learn a lot from a blue dog. It's not even realistic. I mean, a blue dog?"


He holds up a hand, looks at her in disbelief. "Whoa whoa whoa. You don't believe some TV programming can be educational?"


"As educational as a good book? No." And he looks shocked.


"You're not going to be one of those parents who won't let their kids watch TV, are you?" at her look, he sighs. "Man. I hated you guys when Charlie was little."


"I just think it would be better for my son or daughter to be reading, or outside playing that to be cooped up in the house watching someone else pretend for them."


"But what about 'Sesame Street'? Or Dora the Explorer? She's young and smart and has that 'you go, girl' attitude I know you're so fond of." And she reaches over and smacks him in the upper arm.


"C'mon, Sam, do you really want your kid to be a social pariah when she shows up to kindergarten and doesn't know who the cookie monster is?"


She shrugs. "Maybe. I don't know. I think my husband might have some input on the subject, so maybe she'll be saved from social ruin."


He grunts. "Yeah. Well. If I have my way, and I think I will, the kid's going to get some TV."


"Some. Not a lot. As a treat." And she watches him consider.


"Maybe a couple of set hours of educational stuff a week and then junk like Power Rangers if she's good. That's fair, and then she'll have some sort of base on which to communicate with her classmates."


And she thinks she should be uncomfortable with the way this somehow became about them negotiating about one specific (and yet still hypothetical) kid, but she's not, and she thinks his idea isn't too bad.


And that thought is interrupted by a yawn. "Work on it and we'll negotiate later. And on that note, I should be heading home."


She stands and so does he, and he hovers a little uncertainly.


"You could stay."


"Mmm. I stayed last night. I should go home."


"It's a Friday night. And it's-" a quick check of his watch - "almost three am. You're tired. Stay."


She should go. That's how this works. But it is late. . .


He sees her wavering. "Stay. We'll watch cartoons tomorrow morning and decide which ones the kid can watch. And we’ll eat froot loops, which you will no doubt not allow your children to eat either."


"They're full of sugar."


"And will rot your teeth. I'll upgrade the dental plan."


She wants to stay. She's tired and she wants to watch Saturday morning cartoons with him and talk about a hypothetical kid of whom they're both being careful not to consider the parentage.


She gives in. "Fine. But only because it's late."


She changes into the pajamas she keeps here and brushes her teeth. He comes out of his bedroom and the master bath smelling of mouthwash, stands in the door way behind her, leans against the door jam and watches as she finishes brushing.


She rinses her mouth and turns to leave, but he's still standing there, watching her.


"The kid's going to have to brush its teeth every night, isn't it?"


She smiles cheekily. "And take a bath. Although there can be bubbles. And bath toys."


And he smiles too, smiles and is happy and she's happy, and he leans down and kisses her soft and slow and sweetly, and she can just tastes his mouth wash and when they pull away she feels content and if this were about something else, she'd swear she can feel herself fall a little further.


"Goodnight?" She looks at him and he nods his head slightly, still smiling and looking a little goofy as he steps out of her way.


"'Night" and she feels him watch her walk down the hall, stops and smiles before she enters the room.


And she lies on her back and listens to him get into bed and tries to figure out how to convince him that Disney films are definitely out.




Links for the unwary:



Blue's Clues

Dora the Explorer

Edited because I *can* spell and use the proper punctuation mark. I can.
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Date:July 18th, 2004 12:58 am (UTC)

Oh, my god.

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"I'll upgrade the dental plan."

Seriously. The CUTEST line ever written. Anywhere. I don't know why, but I love that. GAH! I suck! My fic is suck in comparison to all this goodness!

*weeps happybittertears*

Just. *Glee*
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Date:July 19th, 2004 12:24 am (UTC)

Re: Oh, my god.

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Jack is the cutest thing ever. And concerned about the dental welfare of his children.

And your fic is incredible. Don't think otherwise.

*glees some more*
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Date:July 18th, 2004 01:01 am (UTC)
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Oh. It is *so* perfect. And so them. And so pants. And so YAYYYY.

She keeps her *pajamas* there!!

And it's so harmless and fluffy. Oh. Yay. YAY.

*adores you*

I may, er, squeee more later. When it's not 4 am. But you get the idea. LOVE. MADLY. You are pants!verse QUEEN!!

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Date:July 18th, 2004 04:22 am (UTC)
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...and I still love that icon, every time I see it. Unbearably adorable. :D
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Date:July 19th, 2004 02:38 pm (UTC)
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Why, thank you. ;)
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Date:July 19th, 2004 12:25 am (UTC)
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Hrmless and fluffy. Who'd believe *I* wrote it?

Sam and Jack are the cutest things ever. EVER.
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Date:July 18th, 2004 01:41 am (UTC)
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* Lyssie eyes friends list. There is--Oooh. Pants fic.
* Lyssie settles down to read...

And then giggles, cackles, and awwwws! A lot.

It's cute and sweet and slightly angsty, and I love that they just end up arguing about it, and in a happy way. Not a sad way. Because it is not always about teh Angst.

Sometimes, it's about the sleepiness...


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Date:July 19th, 2004 12:26 am (UTC)
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It isn't always about the angst, as much as I'd like it to be. Pantsverse Sam and Jack are happy and fluffy and happy.

*smooches back*
Date:July 18th, 2004 04:20 am (UTC)
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Oh, my gawd....that is so ADORABLE! So sweet! I can so see Sam arguing for less TV and more baths & books, and Jack arguing the other (if only to bug her, but that'd probably be his position anyway). And then when they have Kid Carter-O'Neill, Sam'll mellow out a bit, but still be all scientific about the kid-raising. Ahahaaa, oh, it's so sweet!

And she must be wearing fluffy flannel PJs. Just 'cause. Well, *I* think.

Damn but I want my *own* ship-with-pants now...

You rock so much!
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Date:July 18th, 2004 09:51 am (UTC)
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still be all scientific about the kid-raising.

Jack: "What the... did you buy the entire parenting section of the bookstore?"
Sam: "Borrowed. Library books. But I'm making notes of what pages to photocopy."
Jack: *steps around stacks of books* "Carter!"
Sam: "What? We have to be prepared for anything! The latest scientific research shows that not enough parents have read up sufficiently on, say, childhood illnesses, and their kids suffer unnecessary emotional damage because-"
Jack: "Sam! You've been pregnant for like five days! Do you have to science the excitement out of this right away?"
Sam: "Five days since the test, yes, but that means I've been pregnant for at least two weeks."
Jack: "Arg. I know that. I was there. I was trying to make a point."
Sam: "Will you look through that stack for me and tell me if anything is worthwhile?"
Jack: "You're gonna do FINE. Parenting is instinctive. It will come to you."
Sam: "Actually, that book over there disagrees with you on that. You should read it."
Jack: "Of course it does."
Sam: "I just want to have done the appropriate background reading. And you COULD be helping me, you know, instead of making fun."
Jack: "But you're being CRAZY."
Sam: *makes eyes*
Jack: "Arg. Fine. Pass the highlighter."
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Date:July 18th, 2004 12:01 pm (UTC)
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Sam: Ja-ack!
Jack: What?
Sam: They're library books.
Jack: [looks up from rifling through the first one] Your point?
Sam: No highlighter.
Jack: [grunts and goes back to rifling through the first one]
Date:July 19th, 2004 03:16 pm (UTC)

*snorts coffee*

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Snerk. Totally!

And then Sam catches Jack on the phone later...

Jack: ...yeah, so she's driving me up the wall with all these books.
Jack: Yeah, could you? Thanks, buddy.
*turns to Sam*
Jack: Daniel wants to come by and take you out for ice cream. Teal'c is going to come by and...help me mow the lawn.
*Sam tries to decide whether to leave the men in the house with her precious books, but the ice cream wins out*
Sam: All right. But be sure to ask Teal'c about childraising on Chulak!
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Date:July 19th, 2004 09:30 pm (UTC)


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Sam: "Are you still up?"
Jack: "Am reading."
Sam: *looks concerned*
Jack: "No, really, I like this one. It says you can have sex all the way through the third trimester."
Sam: *snort*
Jack: "Hey, YOU were the one who wanted me to READ."
Sam: "Well, I'm glad you found something to hold your interest. *looks* Is that...?"
Jack: "It has pictures."
Date:July 20th, 2004 05:18 am (UTC)

Re: later...

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Date:July 19th, 2004 12:28 am (UTC)
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And she must be wearing fluffy flannel PJs. Just 'cause. Well, *I* think.

Fluffy anf flannel and with wee little puppies on them. Or butterflies. Or maybe flowers. *nods*

Thank you!
Date:July 19th, 2004 06:57 pm (UTC)

*nod nod*

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Or maybe with Peanuts characters on them, or Winnie-the-Pooh?
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Date:July 18th, 2004 08:05 am (UTC)
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*sqqqqqqqqqquuuuuuueeeeeeeeee* It's no fair you can just write this stuff and turn me into this weird bouncing fangirl! I don't even do that for my leader (long story not enough time).

But it's just so *squeee*. Rational thoughts refuse to come out of my fluff stuffed head. I'm a lost cause.
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Date:July 19th, 2004 12:30 am (UTC)
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Squee! They're so cute!

And normally? Normally I can't write fluff. I blame the pantsverse.
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Date:July 18th, 2004 11:58 am (UTC)
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Totally adorable ... and totally on the money. What a wonderful thing to come home to after kayaking this morning. [feels mega warm and fuzzy]
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Date:July 19th, 2004 12:31 am (UTC)
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Hooray for fuzz!

Thanks, Tammy. Glad you enjoyed.
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Date:July 19th, 2004 10:25 pm (UTC)
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Or Dora the Explorer? She's young and smart and has that 'you go, girl' attitude I know you're so fond of."


Adorable fluffic, Elly.

And she lies on her back and listens to him get into bed and tries to figure out how to convince him that Disney films are definitely out.

Oh, God, yes. Their huge eyes scare the hell outta me!
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Date:July 23rd, 2004 05:57 pm (UTC)
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Thank you. Fluff fluff fluff! (It doesn't happen often).

And disney? The root os all evil *nods firmly*
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Date:September 11th, 2004 04:56 pm (UTC)
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Oh, that is so sweet. I loved his hands in her hair and the goodnight kiss.
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Date:April 6th, 2007 05:12 pm (UTC)
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Ok, Boohbah? Is positively scary! I was flipping through the channels during the summer and ran into the program and just *shudder* I'd not been scared in that manner in very many years! Something about their jiggly bodies and strange colors. Just down right scary!

However, Jack/Sam arguing about kids is just soooooooooooo adorable! Yay! And Disney movies are needed so that to the kids have faith in true love! :D