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"Hey. How come I never get a kiss for saving the world?" Colonel Jack O'Neill asked, eyeing Major Sam Carter with an almost wistful look.
"Uh," She ducked her head, then grinned. "That would be against regulations, sir."
"Oh. Yeah." He considered for a moment, then added, "So, if it weren't..."
"Well, yeah."
Jack considered this a bit longer. "So, do I have a backlog?"
"Considering how many times you've saved the world, sir?" The grin stretched into a smirk. "I'd say yes, sir."
"Cool."
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In other news, my feet are still damned cold. And I have no clue why. Hrm. I think I'll go take out the trash.
"Uh," She ducked her head, then grinned. "That would be against regulations, sir."
"Oh. Yeah." He considered for a moment, then added, "So, if it weren't..."
"Well, yeah."
Jack considered this a bit longer. "So, do I have a backlog?"
"Considering how many times you've saved the world, sir?" The grin stretched into a smirk. "I'd say yes, sir."
"Cool."
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In other news, my feet are still damned cold. And I have no clue why. Hrm. I think I'll go take out the trash.