Double Drabble: Hard Task
Title: Hard Task
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Jack, Ianto.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 483: Hard at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto has made a bet with Jack and no way is Jack going to lose!
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Jack frowned down at the paper in front of him; this was hard! Still, he’d accepted Ianto’s bet that he couldn’t have it done by the end of the working day, so he wasn’t about to give up and prove his lover right. Besides, if he won the bet he’d get a nice reward, and if he lost he’d have to drain and scrub out the Rift pool. He had no intention of getting stuck with that task; he’d rather do a whole pile of the most boring paperwork ever.
“Come on, Jack,” he muttered to himself. “You can do this!” It was already mid-afternoon and he wasn’t halfway yet.
He looked up as Ianto entered with a steaming mug of coffee and a plate of cookies. “How are you doing?”
“Fine. Great, in fact!” Jack accepted his coffee and took a long drink. “Ah, just what I needed. This is thirsty work.”
“Doesn’t look like you’ve got very far.”
“Appearances can be deceptive,” Jack said airily. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m very busy…”
“Of course. Carry on.” Ianto picked up his tray and left, closing the door behind him.
Jack stared at the paper again.
Stupid cryptic crossword!
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Jack, Ianto.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 483: Hard at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto has made a bet with Jack and no way is Jack going to lose!
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Jack frowned down at the paper in front of him; this was hard! Still, he’d accepted Ianto’s bet that he couldn’t have it done by the end of the working day, so he wasn’t about to give up and prove his lover right. Besides, if he won the bet he’d get a nice reward, and if he lost he’d have to drain and scrub out the Rift pool. He had no intention of getting stuck with that task; he’d rather do a whole pile of the most boring paperwork ever.
“Come on, Jack,” he muttered to himself. “You can do this!” It was already mid-afternoon and he wasn’t halfway yet.
He looked up as Ianto entered with a steaming mug of coffee and a plate of cookies. “How are you doing?”
“Fine. Great, in fact!” Jack accepted his coffee and took a long drink. “Ah, just what I needed. This is thirsty work.”
“Doesn’t look like you’ve got very far.”
“Appearances can be deceptive,” Jack said airily. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m very busy…”
“Of course. Carry on.” Ianto picked up his tray and left, closing the door behind him.
Jack stared at the paper again.
Stupid cryptic crossword!
The End