These fics are in response to a challenge on the Torchwood Australia Forums
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Challenge One: Create a story using the following line:
The Evil Weevil, a weevily evil expression in its weevily evil weevil eye, evilly weevily weaves toward the group.
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The Evil Weevil, a weevily evil expression in its weevily evil weevil eye, evilly weevily weaves toward the group.
Owen blinks, rubs his eye, and blinks again. Then he looks at the table in front of him and carefully counts the empty glasses on it. 32. Right. Jack is going to kill him when he finds out that he's taken Janet down to the pub and gotten her drunk.
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