[Torchwood] "Cliche Come True" (PG)
Author's Note: Written for < lj user="tw100">'s "Mars". Written for their Open challenge. Featuring the team and some teeny visitors.
For once, the aliens showed up green-skinned, humanoid and not much taller than Ianto's knees as they pattered about the Roald Dahl Plass, to the consternation of a crowd.
"Oh. Little green men," Owen remarked.
"I thought you'd said aliens were never little or green," Gwen said, looking to Jack.
"I said little greens weren't from Mars, not originally," Jack replied.
"Little green aliens who've emigrated via Mars?" Ianto asked.
"Maybe. Either way, let's get them where people won't stare," Jack said. "Ianto, tell the crows it's a publicity stunt. Rest of you, help me herd 'em out of sight."
For once, the aliens showed up green-skinned, humanoid and not much taller than Ianto's knees as they pattered about the Roald Dahl Plass, to the consternation of a crowd.
"Oh. Little green men," Owen remarked.
"I thought you'd said aliens were never little or green," Gwen said, looking to Jack.
"I said little greens weren't from Mars, not originally," Jack replied.
"Little green aliens who've emigrated via Mars?" Ianto asked.
"Maybe. Either way, let's get them where people won't stare," Jack said. "Ianto, tell the crows it's a publicity stunt. Rest of you, help me herd 'em out of sight."