Title: Why Ianto shouldn't oversleep

Author: Prussiluskan

Pairing: Post-Ianto/Lisa, Pre-Jack/Ianto

Spoilers: One small for Cyberwoman

Summary: Ianto overslept.

Disclaimer: Torchwood and all characters belong to BBC and RTD.

A/N: This is a crack-fic. There's so much crack in it you shouldn't drive after reading it. Or maybe I just put too much sugar in my tea...

Captain Jack Harkness turned as he heard the alarms signal that the door to the hub was about to open. He'd had a very strange morning so far, no coffee! And where was Ianto? Owen, Gwen and Tosh had already arrived (two of them trying to look like they hadn't arrived together, he found it very amusing) and upon fining no coffee ready for them, Gwen had tried her hands at the coffee making machine…only to blow it up. Ianto was not going to be happy that someone had tried to touch one of his precious kitchen thingy (with all the names the people on this planet had on things, he shouldn't have to remember every little thing, right?), he had after all warned them after the thing with the microwave.

Jack's attention turned back to the hub's door as it opened, and sure enough there was Ianto, late for once in his life. Only, why was he wearing a dressing gown? A pink dressing gown with flowers on? Jack walked towards a flushed Ianto (had he been running?) and as he came closer he saw that Ianto also was wearing black boots.

"Ianto, I know I'd said I wanted you to fell comfortable enough here to wear casual clothes every now and then, but a dressing gown?"

"Sorry I was late Sir. I overslept and well, I didn't have time to get dressed."

"I can see that! Tell me, are you wearing anything underneath that thing, and pink?"

"It was Lisa's. And the other subject is filed under harassment, Sir."

"Oi, tea-boy! Or is it girl? Get us some coffee! We're dying over here!"

Jack turned towards Owen and frowned and then he caught Ianto's arm before he could leave.

"Come to my office with some coffee and we'll talk some more about the harassment thing."

"Yes, Sir."

Jack walked back into his office and just before he could close the door he heard Ianto's cry of outrage as he spotted his destroyed coffee machine and then Gwen apologising over and over again. Jack smirked; it would be a long time before she would get any of the good cookies from Ianto again.

The End

A/N 2: I was inspired by one of the hosts in a Swedish morning show on the radio this morning. He overslept and came to work in his bath robe and boots. His co-hosts weren't prepared for him to walk into the studio while they were sending live, in that outfit. And they took a picture of it too: http // img . photobucket . com / albums / v260 / prussiluskan / gertmorgonrock . jpg