Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Torchwood or IKEA.
Note: had some more inspiration.
Warning: bashing of a known brand
Word count: 291
To make it fit
"It isn't going to fit, Jack." Ianto tried to keep hide his smile but Jack could just hear that he was failing miserably.
"I'm going to make it fit, don't worry." Jack's voice was slightly strained.
"Well, I don't want you to strain anything, you know, with you being the boss and all." Ianto rolled his eyes as he looked over his shoulder at Jack before he added, looking back at the stopwatch in his hand. "Just 30 more seconds."
"Yes, yes, I'm getting a move on!" Jack grunted. "And besides, if I do strain something, you'll just have to give it a rub, don't you?"
"Twenty seconds, "was the answer that floated back to him. Jack cursed.
"Say, Ianto, you didn't come up with this challenge so I would strain something and you just had to give it a rub?"
"Ten seconds.' Ianto was just a bit pink in the face but he kept his eyes stubbornly on the stopwatch.
"Can't you just give me a little bit more time?" Jack groaned, sounded slightly breathless.
"Five seconds."
"Ianto, how about giving me a hand here?"
"Three, two, one, zero!" Ianto turned just as Jack gave a cry of frustration. He raised an eyebrow and remarked. "I told you it wouldn't fit."
Jack's pout was adorable and Ianto finally burst out laughing. It seemed that even the great Torchwood captain was no match for IKEA furniture.
The end
Well more words then I anticipated but well, I hardly think that anyone of us doesn't know how hard it is to piece furniture together. Review please.