Title: The First Annual Interstellar Naquadah Open
Author's LJ/DWJ: butterflykiki
Categories:
Warnings: none
Author's Webpage/Fic list: God, I wish she had a complete list with everything somewhere. I'd settle for just using the same name everywhere. Main places I've found are: FF.net (where she is Christina K), Stargatefan (where she is C.L. Kamnikar), her LJ (she has tags for fanfic and fic, not sure what the difference is), her defunct website can be found on the internet archive, and she seems to have a current website that requires a username and password to logon (chaos.horsechicks.com). She also has a Roswell fic and some Buffy fics which you have to scroll through other authors to find (and OMG the popups on that site). Or you can google her yourself; known names include Christina Kamnikar, Christina K, Chaos, the butterfly, Kiki, and Chris.
Link to story: The First Annual Interstellar Naquadah Open
Why this should be read:

There are not words to describe how hysterically funny this fic is. Jack and Teal'c go golfing through the Stargate to let off steam during Window of Opportunity. This fic is funny and totally in character, and fits perfectly within that episode. You must read this, there are not words for how perfect it is.

"Damn. Sliced it."

"Perhaps you should have used the #5 wood, O'Neill."

"In this kind of cover? Might as well use a featherduster."

"But you sacrificed control for power, and overshot the mark."

"All part of the strategy, Teal'c. We gotta be gone from here before the General can send anyone after us, remember?"

"Ah. A good point." Teal'c took his second shot, sending the ball arcing over a small pond, only for the prehistoric stillness to be broken by a sharp "ow!" in the bushes.

"Oops. Uh, fore!"

Teal'c looked sheepish, and slanted a glance at Jack. "SG-12 is early."

"Nah, I must've got the time wrong. Sorry about that, Major!"

"Colonel O'Neill?" The four members of SG-12 gave them some *very* dubious looks as they trudged through the undergrowth, lugging their injured comrade back for early medical attention, just like they had a hundred times before.

Except this time, Jack and Teal'c weren't waiting in the Gate Room. Major Wilkins did an outright double-take when he got a look at Teal'c's outfit.

"Hey, good to see you. Don't worry, Doc Fraiser's going to be waiting for you guys on the other side of the 'Gate with a stretcher at the ready." Jack grinned nonchalantly and leaned on his club. "Oh, and could you tell General Hammond that we'll catch up with him back at the clubhouse?"

"Uh, sure..."

"Thanks. We'll just play through, if you don't mind."