Challenge #151
Title: Only at Torchwood- AKA Crazytown.
Author: Dorey
Prompt: #151 Letters
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Gwen/Harriet Derbyshire (Yes, I’m twisted inside)
Rating: PG
Word count: 219
A/N: *Facepalm*
All that I have to say on the matter, I started writing and couldn’t stop.
It’s not really about liking people; it’s about coping for five days in a row without grabbing a gun and ending everybody’s frustrations in one fell swoop.
Such are the hazards of Torchwood, five day week if absolutely lucky, good pay that enables high society to be a reasonably achievable goal and a workplace full of utter nuts, pterodactyls and more crises situations in a week then most average workers get in fifteen generations.
Torchwood is not a very stable job.
For one thing you can fall in love with a woman from several years ago through the simple practice of reading those old letters which were very firmly locked away on the event of Harriet Derbyshire’s eventual death in the line of duty.
Of course in Torchwood very firmly locked away could mean very firmly or could mean “ask Ianto for the key, he’ll probably give it to you… Why you ask? Why Gwen you have such lovely What the hell expressions, also the rest of us are too lazy to do anything but sit around and whine a lot, have fun now!”
Torchwood is a silly place, but don’t worry… At least it doesn’t start with a C.
Anyway, on to present events, or a history book events or… Anyway.
”Dear Miss Derbyshire…”
Such are the Hazards of Torchwood.
Author: Dorey
Prompt: #151 Letters
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Gwen/Harriet Derbyshire (Yes, I’m twisted inside)
Rating: PG
Word count: 219
A/N: *Facepalm*
All that I have to say on the matter, I started writing and couldn’t stop.
It’s not really about liking people; it’s about coping for five days in a row without grabbing a gun and ending everybody’s frustrations in one fell swoop.
Such are the hazards of Torchwood, five day week if absolutely lucky, good pay that enables high society to be a reasonably achievable goal and a workplace full of utter nuts, pterodactyls and more crises situations in a week then most average workers get in fifteen generations.
Torchwood is not a very stable job.
For one thing you can fall in love with a woman from several years ago through the simple practice of reading those old letters which were very firmly locked away on the event of Harriet Derbyshire’s eventual death in the line of duty.
Of course in Torchwood very firmly locked away could mean very firmly or could mean “ask Ianto for the key, he’ll probably give it to you… Why you ask? Why Gwen you have such lovely What the hell expressions, also the rest of us are too lazy to do anything but sit around and whine a lot, have fun now!”
Torchwood is a silly place, but don’t worry… At least it doesn’t start with a C.
Anyway, on to present events, or a history book events or… Anyway.
”Dear Miss Derbyshire…”
Such are the Hazards of Torchwood.