Drabble: The Fifth Day…
Title: The Fifth Day…
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, team, OVC
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 303 - Twelve Days at tw100
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: Random insanity.
Summary: It’s Christmas, and the Rift is apparently in a giving mood…
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Part 5 of ‘The Twelve Days of Riftmas’. I have all but the last two written now.
The Fourth Day…
On the fifth day of Christmas, there was a phone call from the Vicar at St Edeyrn’s Church, Llanedeyrn. It seemed a strange, glowing ball with flashing lights had appeared in the church sometime during the night.
Mystified, the team set out to retrieve it.
The Vicar greeted them warmly and informed them that the object was up in the bell tower.
Ianto slumped into the nearest pew.
“Don’t tell me; all five bells have inexplicably turned into gold, haven’t they.”
“How did you know?” asked the Vicar in surprise.
Ianto winced.
“We were due five gold rings about now...”
TBC in ‘ The Sixth Day…’