Double Drabble: Eggsactly
Title: Eggsactly
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Gwen, Owen, Jack, Ianto, Team.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 807: Egg at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Sometimes, even in Torchwood, eggs are exactly what they seem to be.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“Are you sure these are safe to eat?” Gwen asked, poking uncertainly at one of the eggs with the end of her pen.
Owen laughed. “Remembering your time as a duck, are you? Nice to see you’ve learned your lesson.”
“These eggs are guaranteed safe for consumption,” Jack assured her, unwrapping an egg and managing to cram half of it in his mouth at once, chewing happily and dribbling chocolate down his chin. He wiped it away with a careless hand before swallowing. “See? Totally harmless, and I didn’t even need to have Owen scan them first.”
“Only because I bought them from the supermarket,” Ianto said, setting his tray on the boardroom table and distributing mugs of coffee. “Thought you might need something to wash all that chocolate down with.”
“Eggcellent!” Jack beamed at his lover.
Ianto rolled his eyes. “Still cracking egg puns, I see.” He glanced around at his teammates. “Seriously, I think I’ve heard every egg joke and pun in the book, and I only got in a little over an hour ago.”
“He’s been a good egg about it though,” Jack said, making the team groan.
“Ignore him,” Ianto advised. “You’re just egging him on.”
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Gwen, Owen, Jack, Ianto, Team.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 807: Egg at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Sometimes, even in Torchwood, eggs are exactly what they seem to be.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“Are you sure these are safe to eat?” Gwen asked, poking uncertainly at one of the eggs with the end of her pen.
Owen laughed. “Remembering your time as a duck, are you? Nice to see you’ve learned your lesson.”
“These eggs are guaranteed safe for consumption,” Jack assured her, unwrapping an egg and managing to cram half of it in his mouth at once, chewing happily and dribbling chocolate down his chin. He wiped it away with a careless hand before swallowing. “See? Totally harmless, and I didn’t even need to have Owen scan them first.”
“Only because I bought them from the supermarket,” Ianto said, setting his tray on the boardroom table and distributing mugs of coffee. “Thought you might need something to wash all that chocolate down with.”
“Eggcellent!” Jack beamed at his lover.
Ianto rolled his eyes. “Still cracking egg puns, I see.” He glanced around at his teammates. “Seriously, I think I’ve heard every egg joke and pun in the book, and I only got in a little over an hour ago.”
“He’s been a good egg about it though,” Jack said, making the team groan.
“Ignore him,” Ianto advised. “You’re just egging him on.”
The End