Characters:Sam Carter, Daniel Jackson, Jack O’Neill, Teal’c
ESRB Rating: Everybody
Themes: Friendship, teamy goodness

Written for the 2009 Carnival of Squee for the prompt ‘Classic Team - “This is the best planet EVER!”‘.

Written: March 13th, 2009

“Where’s the ref?! That was totally high sticking!” Jack stood up and threw his hands into the air, careful to set his mug of beer down first.

“Jack,” Daniel said with an air of patience he didn’t really feel. “I’ve already told you this isn’t hockey.”

“Whatever, it’s close enough,” Jack said as he sat down, reclaiming his drink. He reached over and patted Carter on the shoulder. “Pass the buffalo wings?”

Sam just grinned, passing the platter over her shoulder.

“They’re called sinese,” Daniel corrected, reaching for one himself. Teal’c took it from his hand, though, forcing him to take a second. He gave the dark man a hard look but Teal’c only smiled serenely before taking most of the meat off in one bite.

“Here comes Comell,” Carter pointed, noticing a wayward smear of not-buffalo sauce on her fingers as she did so.

The leader of this particular village came up to SG-1 with open arms, his breath making a fog around him in the winter air. “O’Neill! You are enjoying yourself, yes?”

“I am enjoying myself immensely,” Jack assured the man, reaching out to take his offered hand in a hearty hand shake.

Comell smiled a wide smile, looking first at Jack before taking in Daniel, Teal’c and then Sam. “That is good, that is good.” He beamed at them all, rocking back on his heels softly in the light snow.

A cheer went up in the crowd as the Blue Team scored another goal. Jack and Teal’c joined in, each raising their drink of choice up as was the local custom.

“I’m looking forward to our meeting tomorrow,” Comell noted with just a hint of schmooze. SG-1 had made claims that they could teach them better farming techniques and Comell was eager. The harvest had been thin this year.

“We are too,” Sam assured him, her smile bright for the man. In return for their farming techniques, the Sonasians were going to give them mining rights. It was a win/win situation.

Comell clapped Jack on the shoulder, “Excellent. Then tomorrow.”

Jack lifted his mug. “To Comell! And the Sonasians. And the best damned trade agreement celebration I’ve ever been to.”

Sam, Daniel and Teal’c could lift their mugs to that.

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