Double Drabble: Fiendish Punishment
Title: Fiendish Punishment
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Owen.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 726: Problem at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Owen is having some problems with his computer.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Coming up from the archives, before he was halfway up the final flight Ianto could already hear Owen cursing up a storm. Nobody else appeared to be in the Hub.
“Problems, Owen?”
The medic turned to glare at his colleague. “No, or course not, I just felt like yelling for no reason!”
“Right, well, carry on.” Ianto turned towards the kitchenette.
“Oi! You’re just going to leave me?”
“You said you didn’t have a problem,” Ianto reminded the other man.
“I was being sarcastic! It should’ve been bloody obvious!” If anything, Owen sounded angrier than ever.
“The thing is, Owen, when there’s only one person present who might be able to help you, antagonising them is generally a bad idea.”
Owen gritted his teeth, knowing Ianto was right. “Fine. If you’re not too busy, can you take a look at my computer?”
Ianto just raised an eyebrow.
“Please?”
“There, that wasn’t so hard, was it? What seems to be the problem?”
“I’m locked out of all my games and my music library’s been replaced with whale noises!”
It was a good thing Ianto had plenty of practice at keeping a straight face. “What did you do to Tosh this time?”
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Owen.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 726: Problem at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Owen is having some problems with his computer.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Coming up from the archives, before he was halfway up the final flight Ianto could already hear Owen cursing up a storm. Nobody else appeared to be in the Hub.
“Problems, Owen?”
The medic turned to glare at his colleague. “No, or course not, I just felt like yelling for no reason!”
“Right, well, carry on.” Ianto turned towards the kitchenette.
“Oi! You’re just going to leave me?”
“You said you didn’t have a problem,” Ianto reminded the other man.
“I was being sarcastic! It should’ve been bloody obvious!” If anything, Owen sounded angrier than ever.
“The thing is, Owen, when there’s only one person present who might be able to help you, antagonising them is generally a bad idea.”
Owen gritted his teeth, knowing Ianto was right. “Fine. If you’re not too busy, can you take a look at my computer?”
Ianto just raised an eyebrow.
“Please?”
“There, that wasn’t so hard, was it? What seems to be the problem?”
“I’m locked out of all my games and my music library’s been replaced with whale noises!”
It was a good thing Ianto had plenty of practice at keeping a straight face. “What did you do to Tosh this time?”
The End