Title: Genie of the MALP
Author's LJ/DWJ: moonshayde
Categories: team, lost episode, drama, humor
Warnings: Some Jack whumping, but nothing serious
Author's Webpage/Fic list: SG-1 Gen Fic
Link to story: LJ
Why this should be read:
Even leaving aside my unreasonable love of stories based on misunderstandings, this fic is just plain fun. Basically, SG-1 is on a planet trying to find the MALP they sent through (because, really, they've already lost enough to annoy the higher-ups) when they're caught by a native who thinks they're genii. Captured and then separated, SG-1 has to do some quick-thinking to get out of this one. We get to see Teal'c dancing, and Sam and Daniel get to play with flashy technology. What's not to love?


Craning his next to the right, Daniel tried to get a look at the rest of the room. Jack and Teal'c obscured most of his view, but he could see a stone relief with a carving of an ancient creature of some kind that seemed vaguely familiar. The MALP rested just below it.

He frowned.

"Ah, you see it. I knew you would." Daniel jerked as the man sidled up next to him. "It calls to you, does it not?"

Daniel stared at him. Never in his life had he ever felt any affinity to the MALPs. In fact, as of today, he was starting to hate them.

The man reached up and touched Daniel's hair, coming to whisper in his ear. "Let it call to you. You will not go. I am your master now."