A HORRIBLE TORCHWOOD PUN
This is set just after Ianto's flashback during fragments. A sort of initiation for Ianto into actually fighting in the field. Pardon the deviation away from my paratemporal adventures, but I thought this little ditty was too good to pass up.-Uthuriel.
It was Ianto's first day at Torchwood 3. He had just helped Jack take down that Pterodactyl the night before, and he was itching to fight aliens. Unfortunately, Jack had determined he wasn't ready for the field yet, so here he was in the hub getting coffee for the team. All of a sudden, the door to the hub opened, and Jack came in holding two alien humanoids wearing coveralls who were handcuffed.
"Ianto," he yelled. "Get over here. I've got something for you." Ianto hurried over.
Jack took out a gun, handed it to Ianto and said, "Choose."
"I don't think-" Ianto started to say.
"Choose!" yelled Jack, cutting him off. Ianto took the gun and gave a good look at the aliens. The both of them were brown and covered in fur and they roared at him. One of the aliens looked broad and muscular, but the other looked runty and short despite their both looking the same species.
Ianto cocked the gun, and pointed it at the runty one saying, "I'm sorry," and turned his head away as he shot the smaller of the two.
"Welcome to the team, you've passed the test," said Jack, taking the gun back.
"I fail to see how," said Ianto. "I don't think I could face up to killing more aliens like that."
"That's the point," said Jack. "Your conscience is exactly what we need here. You've just demonstrated that when forced to, you will always choose the lesser of two Weevils."