Stimulus: Pink, again!

Spoilers: None – linking in with my 'Pink' fic (which I am blaming Caroline for)

POV: Owen – poor, mistreated Owen…

Dedication: This dedication is to two very special (or crazy?) people. You see, these two very special (or crazy) people not only put up with me but actually… they're awesome, too :) gernumblies (Caroline); you rock for beta-ing and answering my damn fool questions! And Ally – captain-ally – you are an awesome writer and shipper of all things cute and gay and also answered my questions and told me of koala wee :) Ahaa… looking forward to seeing our names in lights together! Love ya m'dears xxx

Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood. I do, however, own a contract signed in Weevil blood that Ianto is MINE. ALL MINE!

AN: Watch this space, people – in two years I will have stopped writing amazingly funny drabbles like this one and Ally and I will have our names in lights and will be hanging out with Gareth David Lloyd. Yeah, you heard me.

-x-

It was Owen Harper's day off.

His phone was ringing.

Owen Harper turned over in bed to glare at his phone.

It didn't stop ringing.

Owen Harper turned over in bed and put his pillow over his head.

It still didn't stop ringing.

Owen Harper threw books and pillows and even a plate at his phone.

It stopped ringing.

Owen Harper settled down with a happy sigh and closed his eyes to get some –

His phone started ringing.

Owen Harper picked up the phone with a roar and hissed into the phone.

"Listen to me, Harkness. It wasn't funny when you painted me pink. It wasn't funny when I had to wear a balaclava for six straight weeks and old ladies hit me on the head with their handbags because they thought I was a robber. It wasn't funny when you changed my ringtone to the Barbie Girl song and gay guys started chatting me up on the bus. It wasn't funny when you put my white shirts in with red ones and it CERTAINLY ISN'T FUNNY TO RING ME ON MY DAY OFF!"

Silence.

"Got that, you big gay twat?"

"I think I've got the wrong number… it's Stacy, I met Owen in a bar last night and he gave me his number… is he there, by any chance?"