Double Drabble: Proof Of Guilt
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Title: Proof Of Guilt
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Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 466: Tongue at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto is sure Jack is guilty; he just has to prove it.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Having a cold sucked, especially the sore throat. Ianto opened his drawer to get a throat lozenge and found there was only one left, which was odd because it was a new packet and he’d only had one out of it.
“Jack, have you been eating my Soothers?” he croaked.
“Of course not! What do you take me for?” Jack’s air of injured innocence seemed sincere, but he was an ex-conman, so Ianto wasn’t convinced.
“I know what you’re like; you’ll eat anything that isn’t nailed down.”
“I’m not that bad!”
“Yes you are!”
“No I’m not!”
“You are!”
“Am not!”
“Are too!”
“Am not!”
They could have gone on like that all day, but Ianto stuck his tongue out, and Jack was childish enough his stick his out in response.
“Hah! I was right!”
“What?”
“Your tongue is purple!
“Darn, foiled again!”
Ianto rolled his eyes. “Right, for eating my lozenges and lying about it, you can just go and buy me a couple more packets; make sure you get the blackcurrant flavour, and if you sneak even one on the way back, you’ll be on decaf until my cold is a distant memory. Got that?”
“Meanie,” Jack pouted.
The End
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 466: Tongue at
tw100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto is sure Jack is guilty; he just has to prove it.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Having a cold sucked, especially the sore throat. Ianto opened his drawer to get a throat lozenge and found there was only one left, which was odd because it was a new packet and he’d only had one out of it.
“Jack, have you been eating my Soothers?” he croaked.
“Of course not! What do you take me for?” Jack’s air of injured innocence seemed sincere, but he was an ex-conman, so Ianto wasn’t convinced.
“I know what you’re like; you’ll eat anything that isn’t nailed down.”
“I’m not that bad!”
“Yes you are!”
“No I’m not!”
“You are!”
“Am not!”
“Are too!”
“Am not!”
They could have gone on like that all day, but Ianto stuck his tongue out, and Jack was childish enough his stick his out in response.
“Hah! I was right!”
“What?”
“Your tongue is purple!
“Darn, foiled again!”
Ianto rolled his eyes. “Right, for eating my lozenges and lying about it, you can just go and buy me a couple more packets; make sure you get the blackcurrant flavour, and if you sneak even one on the way back, you’ll be on decaf until my cold is a distant memory. Got that?”
“Meanie,” Jack pouted.
The End
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Date: 2017-09-20 02:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-09-20 10:51 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2017-09-20 07:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-09-20 09:29 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2017-09-24 04:34 am (UTC)And well, it is not good to consume medication if you don't need it, even if you're immortal and the medicine is tasty, Jack... *facepalm*
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Date: 2017-09-24 11:01 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2017-10-15 08:50 am (UTC)You are so naughty, Jack. If Ianto doesn't have his throat lozenges, you won't be able to listen to those lovely Welsh vowels.
But fair play to Ianto for outwitting him. Even sick, you should never mess with a Ianto.
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Date: 2017-10-15 10:03 am (UTC)Jack will apologise, he didn't really realise they weren't just sweets.
Thank you!