Double Drabble: Nurse Jones
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Title: Nurse Jones
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badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Owen, Tosh, OCs.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 514: Allergy at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto has become quite accomplished at coming up with cover stories at a moment’s notice.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters
A/N: Double drabble.
“Nothing to worry about,” Ianto assured the dozen or so pensioners in the bingo hall. “Just a mild allergic reaction to a contaminated can of air freshener. You’ll be back to normal in no time, just take these.” He handed out low dose retcon tablets and bottles of water. “They’re antihistamines so they’ll probably make you feel a bit sleepy, but that’s perfectly normal.”
“Thank you, young man, you’re so much more polite than the doctor who examined us.” One elderly lady laid a green-spotted hand on his arm. The warty growths all over her and her companions were already going down and fading back to a more natural colour, now Tosh had turned off the Floozian practical joke device responsible.
“What he lacks in manners he makes up in other ways. He’s an excellent doctor, just not very good with people.”
“I suppose that’s why he has you as his nurse.” The old dear beamed up at Ianto. “You don’t dress like a nurse though.” She eyed his suit suspiciously.
Ianto thought fast. “Ah, well I was on a date when Doctor Harper called me and told me to meet him here.” He was getting good at believable explanations.
The End
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Owen, Tosh, OCs.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 514: Allergy at
tw100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto has become quite accomplished at coming up with cover stories at a moment’s notice.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters
A/N: Double drabble.
“Nothing to worry about,” Ianto assured the dozen or so pensioners in the bingo hall. “Just a mild allergic reaction to a contaminated can of air freshener. You’ll be back to normal in no time, just take these.” He handed out low dose retcon tablets and bottles of water. “They’re antihistamines so they’ll probably make you feel a bit sleepy, but that’s perfectly normal.”
“Thank you, young man, you’re so much more polite than the doctor who examined us.” One elderly lady laid a green-spotted hand on his arm. The warty growths all over her and her companions were already going down and fading back to a more natural colour, now Tosh had turned off the Floozian practical joke device responsible.
“What he lacks in manners he makes up in other ways. He’s an excellent doctor, just not very good with people.”
“I suppose that’s why he has you as his nurse.” The old dear beamed up at Ianto. “You don’t dress like a nurse though.” She eyed his suit suspiciously.
Ianto thought fast. “Ah, well I was on a date when Doctor Harper called me and told me to meet him here.” He was getting good at believable explanations.
The End
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