Fic Challenge: Your Wish, My Command

[ShadowMaat]

Challenge: Grant wishes. Whether it's members of SG-1, people on the base, allies or enemies, everyone gets one wish only. Keep 'em short so they fit the forum guidelines and since I can guess where some people might go with this, violence towards characters is not allowed. Have FUN with it!

[ShadowMaat]

Anubis stared at his reflection in the mirror, a smile curving his lips. He whirled slightly, eyes on his mirrored image.

"Yes," he said, his smile broadening into a grin. "This is exactly what I wanted!"

* * *

Sam flung clothes haphazardly out of the closet, her jaw set and her blue eyes hard. It was gone, it was really gone.

"Uh, honey? We're going to be late," came a voice from the doorway.

"I don't believe it," she growled, stepping over the piles of clothes.

"Something wrong?"

"Yeah," she said, rounding on him. "Someone stole my leather trenchcoat!"

[Mr Prophet]

"All I'm saying," Daniel began, "is that you did say you wished people would stop expecting you to find a man and settle down."

"This! Is! Not! What! I! Meant!" Sam grated.

"I know," Daniel agreed. "But you did say it to Davros. I always wondered; is that plunger good for anything?"