I apologize in advance for any brain damage that may result from reading this fic.

Title: Hair
Rating: PG
Ships: N/A
Summary: Recipe: Begin with one (1) unit SG-1. Add alcohol, Scrabble, and a hair fetish. Mix well.
Spoilers: Takes place immediately after "Fire and Water".
Disclaimer: Stargate Sg-1 and its characters are the property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended.
Archive: Ask me first.
Author's Note: Oh man, how to explain this fic? Well, it all came from a comment by tallisen over on daniel_daily: "*squee!* someone needs to braid that hair! How come no one ever did? *pout* He's so pretty!” This fic can also be blamed on a Starbucks Chantico. It's the new Mountain Dew.  Thanks to purplepenguin1013 for the beta!

( Hair )

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