Fandome: EssGeeWun: Mini!OTP
Title: Out of the mouths…
Author: Venom_69
Category: Humor.
Pairing: Mini!OTP
Rating: PG for language.
Summary: Jack sees some too familiar faces…
Spoilers: Fragile Balance.
Season/sequel:
Archive: SJ, Heliopolis, my site. Anywhere else, sure, just let me know where so I can come visit.
Disclaimer: Don’t own them, never will. Promise to put them back in the state I found them. Song isn’t mine either.
Author’s notes: For Lisa, cause she asked. First Mini!OTP. *meeps*
Feedback: Hell yeah! Don’t make me beg, hit reply and stroke my ego please.
Dedication: As always, for LEW. Lisa.
Date: 08/01/2005
Copyright © to Venom, 2005

***

You’ll always be a part of me
I’m part of you indefinitely.

***

Jack was 99% sure that this was a very odd situation. That other 1% of him could see the logic though. And that freaked him out. More than a little. A lot more. Because it was, essentially, him. And it was, essentially, her. And that was, essentially, wrong.

And they were… on his… and… guh… he knows he’s too old for this shit.

Speaking of age… “Are you two even old enough to do that?’

They didn’t spring apart like the guilty teenagers they appeared to be. Their kiss ended naturally, and Jack can’t see a trace of awkwardness there. That bothered him. Almost as much as seeing the act. Because no awkwardness meant that it wasn’t the first time that they had done that.

And they had probably done more. A *lot* more.

Guh…

His life was so fucked up.

“You know very well how old we are Jack.” Mini!Carter told him pointedly.

It was far too weird to have a Carter- regardless of size- look at him like that. “Oooooooohkaaaaaaaay…..Why the hell are you doing it *here* then? Next to my telescope?”

Mini!him shrugged. “If you recall, you were too chicken shit to bring Sam up here, so I’m doing it for both of us.”

He pointed accusingly. “You have a smart mouth.”

Mini!him just damn well pointed back. “And where do you think I got it from?”

Jack scoffed. “When I was your age….”

“Boys!” Mini!Carter interjected. “Can we please put the rulers away and measure our dick’s later?”

Jack pointed again and almost threw his hands up in disgust. Kids these days! “You have a smart mouth too.”

“So does she, I just don’t have to hide it anymore.” The smile she gave him was sweet, and a little too familiar for comfort. “Now, may I use your bathroom?”

“Sure I’ll come and unlock the… you can probably pick it with your hairpin, right?”

Mini!Carter turned to Mini!him and smiled, throwing in a wink for good measure. “He’s learning.”

Neither of them moved as she descended the ladder attached to the side of his house. Jack could hear her fiddling with the lock on his front door, and then he heard it open. He was impressed. “She’s still got it.”

“She never lost it.”

“Right.”

“We’re really not that different.”

“You mean I’m this much of a pain in the ass?”

“Sam seems to think so.”

“Sam…”

“It bothers you, doesn’t it?”

“What?”

“That I have the one thing you… we always wanted?”

“No, what bothers me is that you were up here. I thought we agree contact would be weird?” God, he had hoped they had.

Mini!him kicked a rock, not meeting his eyes. “You weren’t meant to find us. We thought you would be on a mission.”

“And you know this how…?”

“Sam keeps tabs.”

“Ah.”

“She’s a little pissed that Carter is marrying the jerkoff, by the way.”

Jack wanted to point out that Mini!Carter had *dated* ‘the jerkoff’ too before she went and got…mini-d. He decided against that course of action, though, and kept his mouth shut.

“So why don’t you do something about it?”

“About what?”

“About Carter marrying the jerkoff?”

“Not my place.”

“She wants you to.”

“Yes, and I’m gonna trust you on…” Mini!him did the eyebrow thing. Damnit, he did have a point. Bloody kids. “Right. You do know.”

Mini!him shrugged. “Think about it.”

“Yeah… I might just do that.”

***

Done!