Double Drabble: Slugged
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Title: Slugged
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
badly_knitted
Characters: Owen, Jack, Ianto, OCs.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 463: Attract at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Owen seems to have made some new friends, much to his disgust.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
The alien slugs clustered around Owen, squirming over each other in their efforts to be as close to him as possible, all the while making burbling noises and exuding a glutinous, greenish slime. Perhaps unsurprisingly, Owen was less than happy with the situation, but the grumpier he got, the more the slugs fought to be near him.
“Do something!” he snapped at Jack.
“I will,” Jack assured him brightly, radiating cheerful good humour. “As soon as Ianto gets back with a suitable container for them. In the meantime, just keep doing what you’re doing.”
“I don’t even know what I’m doing! I just want these disgusting things away from me!”
The burbling increased in volume and the slugs slithered over Owen’s shoes.
Ianto returned in the SUV, with a big reinforced glass tank. “This should hold them!” He sounded as cheerful as Jack.
“What’s got you two so happy anyway?” Owen grouched.
“Self defence,” Jack explained as he and Ianto shovelled slugs into the tank. “They feed on negative emotions; the grumpier you get, the more you attract them. Makes collecting them easy!”
Owen glared at Jack. “You’re sayin’ you used me as bait?”
“Yep!” Ianto grinned.
“You’re both bastards!”
The End
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Owen, Jack, Ianto, OCs.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 463: Attract at
tw100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Owen seems to have made some new friends, much to his disgust.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
The alien slugs clustered around Owen, squirming over each other in their efforts to be as close to him as possible, all the while making burbling noises and exuding a glutinous, greenish slime. Perhaps unsurprisingly, Owen was less than happy with the situation, but the grumpier he got, the more the slugs fought to be near him.
“Do something!” he snapped at Jack.
“I will,” Jack assured him brightly, radiating cheerful good humour. “As soon as Ianto gets back with a suitable container for them. In the meantime, just keep doing what you’re doing.”
“I don’t even know what I’m doing! I just want these disgusting things away from me!”
The burbling increased in volume and the slugs slithered over Owen’s shoes.
Ianto returned in the SUV, with a big reinforced glass tank. “This should hold them!” He sounded as cheerful as Jack.
“What’s got you two so happy anyway?” Owen grouched.
“Self defence,” Jack explained as he and Ianto shovelled slugs into the tank. “They feed on negative emotions; the grumpier you get, the more you attract them. Makes collecting them easy!”
Owen glared at Jack. “You’re sayin’ you used me as bait?”
“Yep!” Ianto grinned.
“You’re both bastards!”
The End
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Date: 2017-09-04 11:26 am (UTC)Ha ha ha. See, that's what being a grump gets you. Time to lighten up!
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Date: 2017-09-04 12:24 pm (UTC)Ianto always knew Owen must be good for something...
Thank you!
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Date: 2017-09-04 11:36 am (UTC)Lol, it's only taken 10 years to find a really good use for Owen :)
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Date: 2017-09-04 12:38 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2017-09-04 12:20 pm (UTC)great drabble
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Date: 2017-09-04 12:25 pm (UTC)Thank you!