D,I.Y
By: afg
Category: Post-ep and so fluffy you could put a ribbon on it and 
call it Tiddles
Rating; All ages
Disclaimer: Not mine and no money is being made.
Written for the Gateship's Wednesday Shorts 'Singularity' 
Challenge 
 
 
 
Jack tested the door and found it open, he'd been knocking on it 
for the last two minutes and no one had answered, but he knew 
they were there, he suspected that most of the street knew they 
were there, with all the noise coming through the open window.
 
"Hello?" he called, as he stepped into the house, wincing as a 
particularly piercing scream rang out from up the stairs. "Doc? 
Carter?" he bellowed over the racket.
 
"Up here Colonel, come on up."  Jack heard Janet Fraiser yell in 
between the shrieks.
 
He made his way up the stairs and along the landing to the room from
where all the racket was coming. He tapped on the half open door.
 
"Do I need to phone the SGC and warn them of a foothold 
situation? If my eyes don't deceive me it appears as if we've been 
invaded by Smurfs."
 
"Sorry Colonel we got a bit carried away." Sam said, with a broad 
smile on her face, whilst Cassandra giggled nervously and Janet 
tried to look composed and failing, as all three of them had sky 
blue paint dripping off their hair. 
 
Jack looked at them. "You do realize that there's more paint on 
you than on the walls? I don't think you've grasped the technique." 
 
"Would you care to show us then Colonel?" Janet asked 
innocently, Cassie's chosen a lovely color for her room, don't you 
think?" 
 
"Jack hunkered down to Cassie's eye level. "Yep, it's going to 
look really nice when you actually get some of this paint where it's 
supposed to be. Come on I'll show you how it's done." Jack stood 
up his knees cracking loudly." Hand me your brush, Carter. " Jack 
held our his hand.
 
"Certainly, sir."  Sam reached out with the brush and passed it over 
to the Colonel who was examining the walls.
 
"Yeugh! Carter, by the damned handle." Jack dropped the brush 
from his slippery hand and watched as it hit the floor splashing 
paint up the legs of his faded khakis. "Now, Captain, is that 
anyway for an officer to behave?" Jack said, and bent down to pick 
up the offending article.
 
"Probably not, sir, sorry, Colonel." Sam had a very unconvincing 
look of contrition on her face. Which didn't last long as Jack raised 
the brush and painted a blue stripe from her forehead to her chin.
 
"Colonel, I do believe that was a declaration of hostilities, 
wouldn't you say so Cassie?" Janet said, loading her brush with 
paint. Cassie nodded, still giggling.
 
"Get him!" Sam ordered, as they charged, brushes flying, towards 
the heavily outnumbered opposing force.
 
 
Later that afternoon when everybody had been in the shower for a 
well needed scrub. Sam and Cassie sat in the living room watching 
the TV and chatting. Jack approached Janet in her kitchen as she 
prepared dinner. 
 
"So, Doc, How're things going?"
 
"Good, sir, we all need time to adjust but I think things will work 
out fine." Janet looked up at him as she tore the lettuce for the 
salad.
 
"It's a big responsibility for you."
 
"Yes it is, but I'm not alone, Sam has been great in getting Cassie 
settled, and I know it's been hard on her too and the SGC have 
been very supportive. I really think we'll be okay."
 
"Yeah, I think so too." Jack smiled and patted Janet gently on the 
shoulder. "I'd best go and make sure that Carter's not 
brainwashing the poor kid with the Discovery Science channel."   
 
Sam and Cassie looked up as Jack walked into the room. "Hi, sir, 
we were just about to watch a documentary on Black Holes." 
 
"You know Carter there is actually more to life than physics." 
Jack, plonked himself on the couch next to Cassie. "Now, Cass, 
have you ever heard of a highly educational show called "The 
Simpsons?……."
 
The end