Hi all! I'm back. Taking a break from my usual angst and trying my hand at humor. Hahaha…an old episode of MacGyver just came on. LOL! RDA looks so different and…oh Lord, he has a mullet. Save us!!!

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Jack O'Neill was finding it difficult to keep a straight face as he chewed. Between the hopefully expectant look on Carter's face to the spoonful of something that was currently burning a hole in his tongue, it was indeed very difficult to decide. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Well sir, how is it?" Sam asked, blue eyes bright with anticipation.

Jack looked over at Daniel, whose expression matched his perfectly, and then at Teal'c, who, strangely enough, seemed to be enjoying his meal. With difficulty, Jack swallowed.

"Um…not horrible. Daniel?"

Daniel seemed to think it was wise to keep his mouth closed at the moment. Sam's face fell.

"That bad?"

Jack nodded. "Yeah?

Carter swore under her breath. "I was sure I had it that time."

Jack leaned forward. "Retrace you steps. What's in it?"

Sam pondered this for a moment. "Well, the usual. Flour, sugar, a bit of salt…vinegar."

Daniel's face turned red as he spewed. "VINEGAR?!?!"

Sam nodded again; unsure of why this would be a problem.

Jack leaned forward. "Carter, you were making cookies, right?"

She smiled proudly and nodded again.

"Do you traditionally need a spoon to eat cookies?"

Sam's face widened with alarm "oh shi-"

WORMHOLE ACTIVATED

Jack smiled slightly as his mouth regained feeling. "That was well-timed."

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Sam threw her coat onto her chair as she closed the door of her house behind her and Jack. She was fuming.

"It wasn't that bad, was it?"

Jack grinned mischievously. "Well, I still can't feel my mouth, if that's what you mean."

Sam leaned in and kissed him passionately. "How 'bout now?"

Jack pondered this. "Nope. Nothing. Maybe you should try again."

Sam slapped his shoulder playfully.

Jack smiled again. "Maybe cooking's just not your thing. We all have flaws," he said, wrapping his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. She turned in his arms.

"What's yours?"

Jack screwed up his face in mock thought.

"Well, it's always a great burden to be this handsome and witty and engaging…"

Sam snorted. "Oh please-", but was cut off by Jack's kiss. He grinned.

"Worked on you!"

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Well, you all know how much I love reviews. If this is total crap, please let me know. Chapter two is already in the works, so I'll try and update soon.

-T