Double Drabble: Jacks
Title: Jacks
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack… and Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 473: Double at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto finds himself with more than he’d bargained for.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
“Please tell me I’m seeing things,” Ianto said as he looked from one Jack to the other. One Jack was more than enough to cope with; a pair of them was unthinkable.
The Jack on the left smiled apologetically. “Sorry, Ianto. It was an accident, honest. I didn’t intend for this to happen.”
“What did you do?” Ianto was already dreading hearing the answer.
“Well,” the Jack on the right said, “you know that cloning device that came through the Rift last week? The one I said was broken? I might have lost my balance and bumped into it, and I guess somehow that turned it on, because now there’s two of me.”
Ianto sighed tiredly and ran one hand through his hair. “So which you is the real you and which is your clone?”
The two identical Jacks looked at each other, then back at Ianto. “We don’t actually know.”
“How can you not know?”
The Jacks shrugged. “We both feel like me.”
Ianto groaned. Could this get any worse?
Two sets of arms enveloped him comfortingly. “Don’t worry; one of me is only temporary. But look on the bright side; with two you can have double the fun!”
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack… and Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 473: Double at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto finds himself with more than he’d bargained for.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
“Please tell me I’m seeing things,” Ianto said as he looked from one Jack to the other. One Jack was more than enough to cope with; a pair of them was unthinkable.
The Jack on the left smiled apologetically. “Sorry, Ianto. It was an accident, honest. I didn’t intend for this to happen.”
“What did you do?” Ianto was already dreading hearing the answer.
“Well,” the Jack on the right said, “you know that cloning device that came through the Rift last week? The one I said was broken? I might have lost my balance and bumped into it, and I guess somehow that turned it on, because now there’s two of me.”
Ianto sighed tiredly and ran one hand through his hair. “So which you is the real you and which is your clone?”
The two identical Jacks looked at each other, then back at Ianto. “We don’t actually know.”
“How can you not know?”
The Jacks shrugged. “We both feel like me.”
Ianto groaned. Could this get any worse?
Two sets of arms enveloped him comfortingly. “Don’t worry; one of me is only temporary. But look on the bright side; with two you can have double the fun!”
The End