Some Torchwood Drabbles
Drabbles to prompts from chikkiboo:
#1: odd socks
Jack/Ianto
"Jack--" Ianto's voice was uncertain.
Jack looked up from where he was sorting pants--boxers, briefs, thongs, lacy red things.
"There's something...odd about these socks." Ianto's regimented piles of folded clothing were being disrupted by an errant pair of rolled socks, making a quick getaway.
Jack picked it up and turned it over. Ianto leaned over Jack's shoulder.
Inside, like a hermit crab, was a small blue creature. It took one impossibly wide-eyed look at Jack and opened its puckered mouth. "Mama!" it squeaked.
Ianto's mouth worked into a smile.
"Oh no," Jack exclaimed. "I'm never doing that again!"
#2 'technological jiggery-pokery'
Ianto, team
The market, like all markets, is full of colour and noise, and the vague smell of overripe vegetables. They all follow Jack down the corridor between rows of stalls, crowding perhaps closer to him and one another than they would on Earth.
It's Owen who points out the stall marked 'Technological Jiggery-Pokery', but Tosh who can't resist the prism-like device, Tosh who can't help but reach out and touch it, with the wistful tips of her fingers, just enough.
One moment Ianto is stood there, shoulder to shoulder with Jack. The next, he's falling through space, alone. Again.
#3: marzipan, must be Owen
some swearing
Love, devotion, faithfulness, I have to say I always thought it was a lot of bollocks. As a kid, seeing the hero torn between saving the girl he loves and saving the world, it seemed pretty clear to me:
There's a lot more people in the world, and when you save them, they give you a parade. The girl? Becomes a shrew who'll nag you about where you leave your spandex.
So why was it I was sneaking out of bed, fuck knows what time of morning, to surprise Diane with those little almond croissants that she liked so much?
#4 coffee break, Ianto does not appear in it
It was the last time Owen ever whinged that they could just drink Tesco's, bother the long wait for the finicky espresso machine.
They were drinking Tesco's now, and instant, too, and Gwen thought this was the sort of time the phrase 'eating your words' really rang true.
She stared despondently into the paradoxically oily, yet watery mess in her mug. Owen had given his coffee to the weevils. Tosh had switched to tea. Jack heroically tried a mouthful before grimacing and setting his down with a clunk. It was the most emotion Gwen had seen on him in days.
#1: odd socks
Jack/Ianto
"Jack--" Ianto's voice was uncertain.
Jack looked up from where he was sorting pants--boxers, briefs, thongs, lacy red things.
"There's something...odd about these socks." Ianto's regimented piles of folded clothing were being disrupted by an errant pair of rolled socks, making a quick getaway.
Jack picked it up and turned it over. Ianto leaned over Jack's shoulder.
Inside, like a hermit crab, was a small blue creature. It took one impossibly wide-eyed look at Jack and opened its puckered mouth. "Mama!" it squeaked.
Ianto's mouth worked into a smile.
"Oh no," Jack exclaimed. "I'm never doing that again!"
#2 'technological jiggery-pokery'
Ianto, team
The market, like all markets, is full of colour and noise, and the vague smell of overripe vegetables. They all follow Jack down the corridor between rows of stalls, crowding perhaps closer to him and one another than they would on Earth.
It's Owen who points out the stall marked 'Technological Jiggery-Pokery', but Tosh who can't resist the prism-like device, Tosh who can't help but reach out and touch it, with the wistful tips of her fingers, just enough.
One moment Ianto is stood there, shoulder to shoulder with Jack. The next, he's falling through space, alone. Again.
#3: marzipan, must be Owen
some swearing
Love, devotion, faithfulness, I have to say I always thought it was a lot of bollocks. As a kid, seeing the hero torn between saving the girl he loves and saving the world, it seemed pretty clear to me:
There's a lot more people in the world, and when you save them, they give you a parade. The girl? Becomes a shrew who'll nag you about where you leave your spandex.
So why was it I was sneaking out of bed, fuck knows what time of morning, to surprise Diane with those little almond croissants that she liked so much?
#4 coffee break, Ianto does not appear in it
It was the last time Owen ever whinged that they could just drink Tesco's, bother the long wait for the finicky espresso machine.
They were drinking Tesco's now, and instant, too, and Gwen thought this was the sort of time the phrase 'eating your words' really rang true.
She stared despondently into the paradoxically oily, yet watery mess in her mug. Owen had given his coffee to the weevils. Tosh had switched to tea. Jack heroically tried a mouthful before grimacing and setting his down with a clunk. It was the most emotion Gwen had seen on him in days.