TITLE: Torture!
AUTHOR: Sam Carton
EMAIL: Stardoor@hotmail.com
CATEGORY: Humor, Drabble
PAIRING: none
SPOILERS: none
SEASON / SEQUEL: any
RATING: G
CONTENT WARNINGS: none
SUMMARY: That would be telling!
STATUS: Complete
ARCHIVE: Heliopolis and here!
DISCLAIMER: No, the characters aren't mine. I have never owned SG1 in any way shape or form and am certainly not likely to in the future! This piece of fiction was written strictly for fun and no profit was made from it. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the consent of the author.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Please note - the disclaimer is bigger than the story!

Daniel Jackson was sitting in the corner, knees drawn up to his chest, a look of absolute agony on his face.

"Please stop I can't take any more!"

"That is unfortunate."

Daniel wondered how he had managed to get into this situation. OK, he was the one who always got into trouble, and often had to be rescued but at the moment there were no rescuers on the horizon.

"I'll give you anything you want just please... let me go!!"

"I have not finished with you yet."

"NOOOOOO!" Daniel screamed, promising himself a meeting with one of the members of his team who had bought this upon him.

"Where do Serpent Guards go on holiday?"

Daniel looked up at Teal'c with fear in his eyes. He wasn't going to like this.

"The Goa'uld Coast."

Daniel screamed. It had been beyond cruelty for O'Neill to instruct Teal'c in the finer points of telling jokes, but for him to then go and tell the Jaffa to cheer Daniel up with an hour's worth of them was pure torture!!

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