Slime

by M. Pond

Ianto really should be more carful when he goes into the kitchen Drabble

"Where is he?"

"Who?" Tosh asked, raising her eyebrows at the fact that I was currently covered in green gunk.

"Who do you think? Owen!" The girls simply shrugged.

"Why are you covered in slime Ianto?" Gwen asked confused.

"Because someone thought it would be hilarious to leave a bucket of it above the kitchen door." Then I heard the distinct sound of muffled laughter from the autopsy bay. I leant over the bars and saw Owen and Jack kneeling behind the table.

"You!"

"I couldn't resist. It was his idea though," Owen pointed at Jack who looked shocked at the fact he'd been betrayed. I simply glared at the two of them before smiling. Oh revenge would be sweet.