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DRABBLE 2 : Coffee (Stargate SG-1, GEN)

More on the coffee prompt. Am stuck in the Stargate 'verse (not that I'm complaining, mind you). Anyone's welcome to try. Just a little writing for practice. Silly fun and come on, I bet some of you out there totally understood what Daniel said in here...LOL.

Title: The 23rd Language
Author: Yuma
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Rating: G, no pairing, humor
Words: 755 words
 
"Oh, maybe the coffee cake…"
 
"…was thinking the cookie…"
 
"You know, there's no line at that diner there…"
 
Teal'c silently agreed with O'Neill's assessment that the eatery across the street was indeed empty and would most likely be faster than the line in one of the many siblings of Starbucks. Teal'c doubted the viability of its offerings though. O'Neill had referred to it as a "greasy spoon".

 It did not sound appetizing.

The line moved with the typical pace of Apophis' slaves shuffling their chained bare feet into the mines. The faces here were just as unpleasant. They stared at the young man up front, who took no care about the grumbling around him; he wore a dark green apron and an odd cap set crooked compared to the others. He merely took his time. Many scowled at the…barista (Teal'c had asked DanielJackson to repeat it. Twice.) The man was apparently the overseer because he kept shouting to the others (also in green aprons and caps) after each customer. 
 
Captain Carter and DanielJackson were ahead of him. Their faces were pressed close to the glass case that held today's offerings. They left smudges on the cool surface with their fingers as they pointed out possible candidates for breakfast. Their heads were huddled close together, like when they were offplanet. Their choices were odd: a coffee cake that didn't look like it contained any coffee, a donut hole that had none, and a frittata that Captain Carter insisted was not an omelet and was made with egg whites only it wasn't white but lemon yellow.
 
Teal'c sighed to himself and made notes of everything the pair said. He will research this when they return to base. Or perhaps he will ask Lucy in the commissary. She was most helpful before in explaining why a pancake was not technically a cake and hot dogs did not really contain any canine product. However, she could not explain the custom of putting ketchup and mustard, sauerkraut, onions, relish, and beans on top. O'Neill had been most insistent. It tasted…interesting.
 
"Seriously, kids, there's a Dunkin Donuts just before the highway. We could pick up a—" O'Neill trailed off when, as one, Captain Carter and DanielJackson glowered up at O'Neill.
 
"You insisted on playing poker for breakfast," DanielJackson reminded O'Neill, still crouched by the glass enclosure.
 
O'Neill scowled back. "Dunkin Donuts is breakfast," he grumbled from behind Teal'c.
 
Captain Carter made an impolite sound. DanielJackson nodded in agreement. "Donuts are not really part of a healthy breakfast, sir."
 
Before O'Neill could reply, the pair returned their attention to the counter.
 
"What do you think, Sam?"
 
"…was thinking the rice krispie treat with the white chocolate…"
 
"…split with you? I'm thinking of the French toast…"
 
O'Neill muttered something under his breath that Teal'c thought best not to ask repeating. They moved up a few more steps. When DanielJackson reached the barista, O'Neill breathed "Finally."
 
Teal'c listened as Captain Carter ordered the food. She ordered the yellow egg white not an omelet frittata for Teal'c and some donut holes for O'Neill. When she was done, she turned expectedly to Daniel to order the beverages.
 
"…venti americano, no foam, half caf, breve…"
 
?
 
"…latte with soy, double shot, no whip…"
 
Teal'c blinked. He was enthralled as DanielJackson smoothly went down the list he made during their wait. He was completely at ease talking to the barista man, who replied just as strangely. Everyone around them didn't react.
 
The Jaffa always knew DanielJackson was remarkable and very important. A scholar who could speak the word of the gods and learn other languages so quickly with each world the Stargate took them. But this…
 
"And a grande cappuccino, light, extra hot, regular, and—" Daniel cocked his head towards Captain Carter as she whispered in his ear. The two looked past Teal'c, up and down at O'Neill and Daniel faced front again.
 
"And no whip," DanielJackson finished brightly. He wasn't even perspiring. Amazing.
 
"Daniel, that better be coffee you just ordered me," O'Neill growled.
 
DanielJackson was about to reply when he caught Teal'c's expression. "Is everything okay?"
 
"It was most impressive," Teal'c boomed as they stepped aside to wait for their order.
 
"Huh?" His friend wrinkled his nose that reminded him of his son. He missed his son.
 
"Was this," Teal'c waved towards the barista, "one of the twenty three languages you have mentioned having knowledge of?"
 
For some reason, DanielJackson flushed and O'Neill erupted into laughter.
 
The Tau'ri are very strange indeed.
 
The End

Comments

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superbadgirl
Mar. 11th, 2008 02:07 am (UTC)
Cute. Always happy to have SG-1 fics from you, in any form. :)
mrwubbles
Mar. 11th, 2008 02:16 am (UTC)
Hee. I'm cheating by keeping them short because I have this habit of making them looooong and suddenly there would be kidnappings and Goa'ulds and Makepeace and Celine Dion singing Abba--oops, wrong fandom. *eg*
tenaya
Mar. 11th, 2008 07:23 am (UTC)
Like that would be a bad thing. *g* Well, Celine Dion singing Abba IS a bad thing but the rest is good. :)

Cute story. I've never learned Starbuckian. I still order smalls. I can remember venti but not tall.
d8rkmessngr
Mar. 11th, 2008 05:29 am (UTC)
I like the Tealc pov here!
gategremlyn
Apr. 8th, 2009 01:27 am (UTC)
Lovely. Fun. Clever. And I love Teal'c in this. Excuse me, I'd talk more but I have to go make coffee. :-)
mrwubbles
Apr. 8th, 2009 03:34 am (UTC)
Mmmm...cream and sugar? A biscuit? LOL
gsister
Apr. 26th, 2010 05:42 am (UTC)
coffee - drabble 2
First, I have to say : YUM@ fic!! Yes!! Glad to see you are feeling better. I've been browsing around here reading everything I've missed lately (NCIS? EMERGENCY? MAG 7? ok, some of it I've read before, but I ALWAYS have time for a re-read of your stories!)

That said - I loved this!! I can just picture it - Jack getting grumpier and grumpier as he waits for coffee (and breakfast), Daniel and Sam with their heads together, nose practically to the display glass as they decide what to get, Teal'c standing stoic and confused behind them, enjoying the the "science twins" like he'd enjoy his son's excitement, yet confused at the context, and his decision that it must be yet another of the languages that Daniel is fluent in.

And Jack's reaction at the end -- I can just SEE him throwing his head back with a big ol' laugh, even as Daniel gets a little red and flustered... and for weeks -- if not MONTHS -- Jack will be bringing up the fact that Daniel is fluent in Coffee...

Ha! I love it. Still grinning just thinking about it...
mrwubbles
Apr. 27th, 2010 02:26 am (UTC)
Re: coffee - drabble 2
My reaction finding a review to a fic I thought was forgotten. -points to icon-

Thank you! :)
ebeneezerdark
May. 5th, 2012 11:10 pm (UTC)
From the one who always orders a Large plain coffee with room for milk...
*snerk*

(Actually, I've probably bought about 5 times more coffee at Pilot truck stops on I-5 than at Starbucks...)

Gotta love Daniel's mastery of that 23rd. language, though there's NO surprise that he's fluent in Baristani...
mrwubbles
May. 6th, 2012 01:20 am (UTC)
Re: From the one who always orders a Large plain coffee with room for milk...
I sadly ordered enough in my day to speak 'native'. LOL!
ebeneezerdark
May. 6th, 2012 01:53 am (UTC)
Re: From the one who always orders a Large plain coffee with room for milk...
I generally don't care to spend the extra $$ for the fancy stuff. I'm usually just drinking for the caffeine, and when I've put in Splenda and milk (or creamer, half-&-half, or whatever variety of "moo-juice" is there, fake or not), I really can't taste much difference between my own generic-brand or the Super-Primo Jamaican Blue Ribbon, or Neal Caffrey's favorite Italian roast, or whatever-the-frack organic, artisanal, or however-else-they-justify-charging-10-times-what-I-pay-at-CostCo stuff the Coffee Connoisseurs swear by.

If I'm not making it at home (from whichever brand was cheapest that month at CostCo), I'm paying about $1 (refill-price) for a 20-oz. travel-mug filled with the "Intense Energy" (i.e.: highest-caffeine-content) blend at the truck stop, often with a shot or two of Shok (little creamer-cup-size things of espresso-type extra caffeine, complete with the "Don't use more than 2 per day" warning label) along with the SPlenda and the squirt of creamer from the industrial-size dispenser... and then getting back on the highway to drive the rest of the way to wherever I'm headed.

Caffeine is my Friend!
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