Double Drabble: Lumping It
Title: Lumping It
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 821: Lump at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Jack and Ianto are running out of essential supplies.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble. Set in my Ghost of a Chance ‘verse.
Ianto had thought running out of coffee was the worst thing that could happen, and it certainly was a disaster of epic proportions for a pair of caffeine addicts working as independent hauliers along the spacelanes. But now here they were, still three weeks’ travel from earth, and the situation had just deteriorated. He’d searched through every nook and cranny in the Wanderer’s galley, but to no avail. This was not a good start to the day.
Jack took a sip from his steaming mug and pulled a disgusted face at the insipid taste of the havera beans he and Ianto were being forced to rely on for their caffeine fix. “What happened to the cocoa powder we’ve been mixing with this to make it drinkable?”
“We’re completely out; looks like we used the last of it yesterday. This is all we’ve got for the rest of the trip, so you’ll just have to like it or lump it.”
Jack groaned, slumping back in his seat, and gazing mournfully at his mug. “I hate this stuff, so I guess I’ll have to lump it. Pass the lumps?”
“Here you go. Just hope we don’t run out of sugar lumps too.”
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 821: Lump at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Jack and Ianto are running out of essential supplies.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble. Set in my Ghost of a Chance ‘verse.
Ianto had thought running out of coffee was the worst thing that could happen, and it certainly was a disaster of epic proportions for a pair of caffeine addicts working as independent hauliers along the spacelanes. But now here they were, still three weeks’ travel from earth, and the situation had just deteriorated. He’d searched through every nook and cranny in the Wanderer’s galley, but to no avail. This was not a good start to the day.
Jack took a sip from his steaming mug and pulled a disgusted face at the insipid taste of the havera beans he and Ianto were being forced to rely on for their caffeine fix. “What happened to the cocoa powder we’ve been mixing with this to make it drinkable?”
“We’re completely out; looks like we used the last of it yesterday. This is all we’ve got for the rest of the trip, so you’ll just have to like it or lump it.”
Jack groaned, slumping back in his seat, and gazing mournfully at his mug. “I hate this stuff, so I guess I’ll have to lump it. Pass the lumps?”
“Here you go. Just hope we don’t run out of sugar lumps too.”
The End