Drabble: RSVP
May. 17th, 2016 06:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Title: RSVP
Author: ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
badly_knitted
Characters: Owen, Gwen, Jack, Ianto.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 396: Bottle at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif){kind=small}
tw100
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: The item arriving through the Rift isn’t as boring as Owen thinks.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
“What did you find?” Jack asked as Owen and Gwen slouched back into the Hub on their return from the latest Rift alert.
“Nothing much,” said Gwen.
“Just an old bottle with a piece of paper in it,” Owen grumbled, idly waving the bottle in his hand.
“Give me that!” Jack snatched the bottle and pulled the sheet of paper out, scanning it quickly and grinning at Ianto. “It’s from the Doctor. He says he’ll be delighted to attend our wedding, and he’s bringing a friend.”
Ianto rolled his eyes. “Why couldn’t he RSVP by phone like a normal person?”
The End
