Double Drabble: Knockdown
Title: Knockdown
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Jack, Ianto.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 803: Knock at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Weevil hunting can have unexpected hazards.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Weevil hunting was part of Torchwood life, but like so many other things, Jack had managed to turn it into a sort of sport. It was weird, but Ianto had to admit it could be a lot of fun, and the rewards at the end of a successful hunt were never less than enjoyable.
Before they could get to that stage of the proceedings though, first they had to catch their Weevil and either tag it and release it into the sewers, if it was a newcomer, or if it was a rogue, restrain it for transport back to the Hub.
Jack was running flat out, perhaps ten metres ahead of Ianto, who’d been left to grab the Weevil spray from the glovebox. Ianto was gaining ground rapidly though, and as Jack glanced back to see where he was, Ianto saw trouble ahead.
“Watch out for the…”
That was all the warning he managed before Jack slammed into the opening door and rebounded, crashing to the ground.
Ianto skidded to a halt beside his lover. “How many times have I told you to watch where you’re going?”
“Uh…” Jack tried to think.
“Maybe this will knock some sense into you.”
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Jack, Ianto.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 803: Knock at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Weevil hunting can have unexpected hazards.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Weevil hunting was part of Torchwood life, but like so many other things, Jack had managed to turn it into a sort of sport. It was weird, but Ianto had to admit it could be a lot of fun, and the rewards at the end of a successful hunt were never less than enjoyable.
Before they could get to that stage of the proceedings though, first they had to catch their Weevil and either tag it and release it into the sewers, if it was a newcomer, or if it was a rogue, restrain it for transport back to the Hub.
Jack was running flat out, perhaps ten metres ahead of Ianto, who’d been left to grab the Weevil spray from the glovebox. Ianto was gaining ground rapidly though, and as Jack glanced back to see where he was, Ianto saw trouble ahead.
“Watch out for the…”
That was all the warning he managed before Jack slammed into the opening door and rebounded, crashing to the ground.
Ianto skidded to a halt beside his lover. “How many times have I told you to watch where you’re going?”
“Uh…” Jack tried to think.
“Maybe this will knock some sense into you.”
The End