Famine then a feast
Title:- Famine then a feast
Summary:- it's been a busy few days for the Hubbies
Word count:- 100
Spoilers:- None
Rating:- G (Suitable for all)
A/N:- Written for tw100's challenge #322: Feast.
Comments and con-crit always appreciated. TW belongs to RTD, the BBC and others, not me sadly.
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"Please tell me that was dessert." The team looked at Jack in confusion as he dropped into his office chair, his exhaustion mirroring their own. "After three months of no rift activity we get the appetiser, light and easily digested."
"The Naffitatians," Tosh supplied, catching on.
Jack nodded. "Then the fish course."
"Return of the Blowfish," Owen finished.
"Then the mains."
"The Slythene," Gwen said, shoulders slumping.
Jack's face twisted in distaste. "And finally dessert."
"The Longatons. Oh no-" Owen groaned as Ianto entered with a tray of steaming mugs.
"Um -" Ianto looked between the stricken faces. "Anyone for coffee?"
Summary:- it's been a busy few days for the Hubbies
Word count:- 100
Spoilers:- None
Rating:- G (Suitable for all)
A/N:- Written for tw100's challenge #322: Feast.
Comments and con-crit always appreciated. TW belongs to RTD, the BBC and others, not me sadly.
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"Please tell me that was dessert." The team looked at Jack in confusion as he dropped into his office chair, his exhaustion mirroring their own. "After three months of no rift activity we get the appetiser, light and easily digested."
"The Naffitatians," Tosh supplied, catching on.
Jack nodded. "Then the fish course."
"Return of the Blowfish," Owen finished.
"Then the mains."
"The Slythene," Gwen said, shoulders slumping.
Jack's face twisted in distaste. "And finally dessert."
"The Longatons. Oh no-" Owen groaned as Ianto entered with a tray of steaming mugs.
"Um -" Ianto looked between the stricken faces. "Anyone for coffee?"