Fic: An Unexpected Song: Part 1 - Toxic, PG
Title: An Unexpected Song: Part 1 - Toxic
Pairing: Gwen/Owen
Rating: PG
Spoliers: Countrycide
Summary: A guy like you should wear a warning.
Beta: lon_dubh
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone from Doctor Who. They belong to the BBC. If I did, they'd get to come out and play more often. And Rose wouldn't be stuck in some stupid alternate universe.
Authors Notes: This is the first in a series of 18 small fics I wrote as an exercise. Each one is based on a song from the fanmix posted above.
Gwen Cooper glared at Owen Harper with all her might. She couldn't believe he just told everyone that they kissed! What on Earth had possessed her to suggest playing such a juvenile, adolescent game anyway? She renewed the strength of her glare, this time bolstered by the infuriating smirk he currently threw in her direction. The suggestion to collect firewood came as a welcome distraction, even if she had to work with Owen to do it. Gwen stomped into the forest, thinking the whole time of ways to murder the self-satisfied little prick. Seriously, she thought pragmatically, a guy like Owen should wear a warning. Danger, toxic to the opposite sex.
Pairing: Gwen/Owen
Rating: PG
Spoliers: Countrycide
Summary: A guy like you should wear a warning.
Beta: lon_dubh
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone from Doctor Who. They belong to the BBC. If I did, they'd get to come out and play more often. And Rose wouldn't be stuck in some stupid alternate universe.
Authors Notes: This is the first in a series of 18 small fics I wrote as an exercise. Each one is based on a song from the fanmix posted above.
Gwen Cooper glared at Owen Harper with all her might. She couldn't believe he just told everyone that they kissed! What on Earth had possessed her to suggest playing such a juvenile, adolescent game anyway? She renewed the strength of her glare, this time bolstered by the infuriating smirk he currently threw in her direction. The suggestion to collect firewood came as a welcome distraction, even if she had to work with Owen to do it. Gwen stomped into the forest, thinking the whole time of ways to murder the self-satisfied little prick. Seriously, she thought pragmatically, a guy like Owen should wear a warning. Danger, toxic to the opposite sex.