Double Drabble: Clever Answer
Title: Clever Answer
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Suzie, Jack, Owen, Tosh.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 505: Trick at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada. Set pre-Season One.
Summary: Ianto can do something no one else has ever been able to - get coffee out of the coffee machine.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
On Ianto’s very first day at Torchwood Three, he produced something akin to the nectar of the gods from the previously unused coffee machine that sat in the area of the Hub designated ‘the kitchen’.
“Ohhhhhh!” sighed Suzie after taking her first sip, sliding slowly downwards in her seat like she was melting from sheer ecstasy. “This is heavenly! I swear I’ve never tasted better coffee in my life!”
“Told you so,” Jack smirked, a smug tone in his voice as he sipped from his blue and white striped mug with an almost pornographic moan.
“Bloody hell!” Owen exclaimed. “How’d you do that? All I got when I tried to work it was lukewarm brown sludge. Even Tosh can’t get anything drinkable out of that monstrosity; her attempt was more like glue, and she can figure out practically any kind of tech, alien or human!”
Tosh ducked her head, blushing at Owen’s probably unintentional compliment.
“Is there some kind of trick to it?” Owen continued, paying no attention to the resident tech expert.
“Yes,” Ianto replied. “It’s called ‘reading the instruction manual’.”
“It has an instruction manual?” The others exchanged surprised looks.
Ianto nodded. “The machine was standing on it.”
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Suzie, Jack, Owen, Tosh.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 505: Trick at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada. Set pre-Season One.
Summary: Ianto can do something no one else has ever been able to - get coffee out of the coffee machine.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
On Ianto’s very first day at Torchwood Three, he produced something akin to the nectar of the gods from the previously unused coffee machine that sat in the area of the Hub designated ‘the kitchen’.
“Ohhhhhh!” sighed Suzie after taking her first sip, sliding slowly downwards in her seat like she was melting from sheer ecstasy. “This is heavenly! I swear I’ve never tasted better coffee in my life!”
“Told you so,” Jack smirked, a smug tone in his voice as he sipped from his blue and white striped mug with an almost pornographic moan.
“Bloody hell!” Owen exclaimed. “How’d you do that? All I got when I tried to work it was lukewarm brown sludge. Even Tosh can’t get anything drinkable out of that monstrosity; her attempt was more like glue, and she can figure out practically any kind of tech, alien or human!”
Tosh ducked her head, blushing at Owen’s probably unintentional compliment.
“Is there some kind of trick to it?” Owen continued, paying no attention to the resident tech expert.
“Yes,” Ianto replied. “It’s called ‘reading the instruction manual’.”
“It has an instruction manual?” The others exchanged surprised looks.
Ianto nodded. “The machine was standing on it.”
The End