Fic: One Life Down, Eight To Go **WIAD Week 5**
Title:One Life Down, Eight To Go
Author: dr_is_in
Rating: Very Mild PG
Characters: Team Torchwood
A/N: This was my week 5 piece for writerinadrawer. Didn't win this week, but I made it through to next week (can't win them all, right? LOL). I admit this wasn't one of my stronger pieces, but I liked it anyways.
“You know that saying about curiosity killing the cat? There’s a reason someone came up with that,” Jack drawled, his voice laced with an edge of annoyance as he surveyed the smoking hole that had once been a wall of his office. “And although I have the whole immortality thing going for me, Owen, I’d prefer to not be the cat that suffers for your curiosity.”
Owen’s face turned red in embarrassment as he gestured to the small metallic box Jack had taken from him after storming out of his office. “I didn’t know it would do that.” He cast a disgruntled look at Gwen and Tosh who were struggling not to laugh as they passed a bag of chocolate mints back and forth while they enjoyed the show from where they were sitting on the couch.
“I believe I told you not to play with it.”
“Well, yes, you did, but….”
Jack cut him off and continued on. “I also believe that when I told you not to play with it that I mentioned it was because it was extremely dangerous to do so.”
“You did, but I…” Owen fumbled to try and explain himself as Jack cut him off once more.
“Then what in the hell possessed you to play with it?” Jack asked wearily, handing the device to Ianto to place in the secure archives.
“I wanted to see if it was as powerful a laser as you said it was.” His face flushed a deeper scarlet as Jack gave him an exasperated glare.
“And did you not stop to think that you might possibly kill, let alone hurt, someone by indulging your curiosity and ignoring my orders?”
“Alright, alright! I screwed up! Sorry, I’m a….” Owen paused to come up with proper word.
“Twat?” Gwen volunteered with a cheeky grin, remembering what he had called himself the first time she’d met all of them. Her suggestion earned her a withering look from Owen and set Tosh off laughing as the man stormed off into the autopsy bay in a huff.
Jack just shook his head, a grin spreading slowly across his face, as Ianto rejoined them. He gave Jack a questioning look at Owen’s departure and returned his smile. “Shall I arrange for workers to repair the wall, Sir?”
“Probably would be a good idea.” Jack started back towards his office. “And Ianto?”
“I know, Sir, make sure the workers are dosed with retcon afterwards.”
“Well, yeah, of course. But that wasn’t it.” Jack’s grin turned devilish. “I was going to ask that you put Owen on the special coffee for the next week.”
Ianto’s eyes danced with suppressed laughter as he turned away to see to the arrangements for the repair. “Instant it is, Sir.”
Author: dr_is_in
Rating: Very Mild PG
Characters: Team Torchwood
A/N: This was my week 5 piece for writerinadrawer. Didn't win this week, but I made it through to next week (can't win them all, right? LOL). I admit this wasn't one of my stronger pieces, but I liked it anyways.
“You know that saying about curiosity killing the cat? There’s a reason someone came up with that,” Jack drawled, his voice laced with an edge of annoyance as he surveyed the smoking hole that had once been a wall of his office. “And although I have the whole immortality thing going for me, Owen, I’d prefer to not be the cat that suffers for your curiosity.”
Owen’s face turned red in embarrassment as he gestured to the small metallic box Jack had taken from him after storming out of his office. “I didn’t know it would do that.” He cast a disgruntled look at Gwen and Tosh who were struggling not to laugh as they passed a bag of chocolate mints back and forth while they enjoyed the show from where they were sitting on the couch.
“I believe I told you not to play with it.”
“Well, yes, you did, but….”
Jack cut him off and continued on. “I also believe that when I told you not to play with it that I mentioned it was because it was extremely dangerous to do so.”
“You did, but I…” Owen fumbled to try and explain himself as Jack cut him off once more.
“Then what in the hell possessed you to play with it?” Jack asked wearily, handing the device to Ianto to place in the secure archives.
“I wanted to see if it was as powerful a laser as you said it was.” His face flushed a deeper scarlet as Jack gave him an exasperated glare.
“And did you not stop to think that you might possibly kill, let alone hurt, someone by indulging your curiosity and ignoring my orders?”
“Alright, alright! I screwed up! Sorry, I’m a….” Owen paused to come up with proper word.
“Twat?” Gwen volunteered with a cheeky grin, remembering what he had called himself the first time she’d met all of them. Her suggestion earned her a withering look from Owen and set Tosh off laughing as the man stormed off into the autopsy bay in a huff.
Jack just shook his head, a grin spreading slowly across his face, as Ianto rejoined them. He gave Jack a questioning look at Owen’s departure and returned his smile. “Shall I arrange for workers to repair the wall, Sir?”
“Probably would be a good idea.” Jack started back towards his office. “And Ianto?”
“I know, Sir, make sure the workers are dosed with retcon afterwards.”
“Well, yeah, of course. But that wasn’t it.” Jack’s grin turned devilish. “I was going to ask that you put Owen on the special coffee for the next week.”
Ianto’s eyes danced with suppressed laughter as he turned away to see to the arrangements for the repair. “Instant it is, Sir.”