Double Drabble: Mister DJ
Title: Mister DJ
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Gwen & Rhys.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 777: Music at tw100.
Spoilers: Something Borrowed.
Summary: Ianto comes to the rescue yet again.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Thanks to Gwen’s insistence on getting married despite having an alien gestating inside her, the reception now had no DJ. The poor man had fallen victim to the shapeshifting alien responsible for impregnating Gwen, which meant that the planned for music was currently conspicuous by its absence.
Sighing, Ianto realised that as Torchwood’s GSO, it was down to him to put things right. After all, hadn’t he already procured a replacement wedding dress to accommodate Gwen’s… unexpectedly fuller figure? Taking over as DJ was a minor inconvenience compared to that.
At least the music system was already set up, and plugged into the power and the amplifiers, so he didn’t have to figure any of that out. He also had all the DJs records on hand, and a playlist with Gwen and Rhys’ names scrawled on it. The penmanship was almost as bad as Owen’s, but Ianto was a master at deciphering bad handwriting thanks to years of translating Owen’s squiggles, so he was confident he could make sense of it.
Flipping through the discs, he found the one the happy couple had chosen as their first dance, and cued it up.
Ianto Jones, wedding fairy, saving the day again.
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Gwen & Rhys.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 777: Music at tw100.
Spoilers: Something Borrowed.
Summary: Ianto comes to the rescue yet again.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Thanks to Gwen’s insistence on getting married despite having an alien gestating inside her, the reception now had no DJ. The poor man had fallen victim to the shapeshifting alien responsible for impregnating Gwen, which meant that the planned for music was currently conspicuous by its absence.
Sighing, Ianto realised that as Torchwood’s GSO, it was down to him to put things right. After all, hadn’t he already procured a replacement wedding dress to accommodate Gwen’s… unexpectedly fuller figure? Taking over as DJ was a minor inconvenience compared to that.
At least the music system was already set up, and plugged into the power and the amplifiers, so he didn’t have to figure any of that out. He also had all the DJs records on hand, and a playlist with Gwen and Rhys’ names scrawled on it. The penmanship was almost as bad as Owen’s, but Ianto was a master at deciphering bad handwriting thanks to years of translating Owen’s squiggles, so he was confident he could make sense of it.
Flipping through the discs, he found the one the happy couple had chosen as their first dance, and cued it up.
Ianto Jones, wedding fairy, saving the day again.
The End