Double Drabble: All In One
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Title: All In One
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Characters: Ianto, Team.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 594: Stair/Stare at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Something truly weird has happened to most of the team.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ianto knew he probably shouldn’t stare, but somehow couldn’t tear his gaze from the sight before him.
“Well, that’s… different,” he finally managed. He didn’t know why he was so surprised, weird things happened to them all the time, it was one of those things you got used to, working around as much unidentified and unpredictable alien technology as they did, but there was weird and then there was… this.
“Help us!” wailed Gwen. Well, he thought it was Gwen. Some of it was, anyway, but there were bits of Owen, Tosh, and Jack visible too. One of the legs was definitely Jack’s, the other he thought was Tosh’s, which made everything a bit lopsided although that hardly mattered considering the being before him had three assorted arms, two mouths, some random tufts of hair, an ear at hip level and a nose sticking out of what looked like someone’s shoulder. The only thing he was certain of was that it wasn’t Jack’s.
That was only the front view; he wasn’t sure he wanted to see it from the other side. All his friends squished together like they were made of silly putty. How was he going to fix this?
The End
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Team.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 594: Stair/Stare at
tw100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Something truly weird has happened to most of the team.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ianto knew he probably shouldn’t stare, but somehow couldn’t tear his gaze from the sight before him.
“Well, that’s… different,” he finally managed. He didn’t know why he was so surprised, weird things happened to them all the time, it was one of those things you got used to, working around as much unidentified and unpredictable alien technology as they did, but there was weird and then there was… this.
“Help us!” wailed Gwen. Well, he thought it was Gwen. Some of it was, anyway, but there were bits of Owen, Tosh, and Jack visible too. One of the legs was definitely Jack’s, the other he thought was Tosh’s, which made everything a bit lopsided although that hardly mattered considering the being before him had three assorted arms, two mouths, some random tufts of hair, an ear at hip level and a nose sticking out of what looked like someone’s shoulder. The only thing he was certain of was that it wasn’t Jack’s.
That was only the front view; he wasn’t sure he wanted to see it from the other side. All his friends squished together like they were made of silly putty. How was he going to fix this?
The End
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Date: 2020-03-09 08:02 pm (UTC)Ianto is very innovative and clever, I'm sure he'll find ways for his friends to communicate and help get themselves back to normal.
Thank you!
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Date: 2020-03-09 09:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-03-09 10:39 pm (UTC)