"Owen"
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood. But I wouldn't say no to a pet pterodactyl
Authors Notes: Yep, I have weird muses. Unbeated.
"Owen."
"What Ianto?"
"That wasn't on your desk when I left yesterday."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"There. That pink plant in the red pot, the one emitting some sort of green gas."
"Try to be more specific. The plant running towards us or the one that seems to be waving Jacks gun in the air?"
"Neither. I was talking about that one there in the middle…Why does that plant have Tosh's mobile?"
"Why does that one have Gwen's car keys?"
"…Owen. What did I tell you about feeding your plants with food that's come through the rift?!"