Splash – Chapter 3
Yet another update! I am so good to you people...
Thanks for all the reviews – you can all have cups of Ianto's special COFFEE!!
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own Torchwood until the BBC hand the rights over to me. Which won't be any day soon.
Jack winked at Ianto as the tea-boy entered the boardroom, coffee tray in hand. Owen was standing up, hand on hips, shouting at full volume at Jack.
"What do you –bleep-ing mean, 'We're going on a trip the Channel Islands'? I don't want to go to the –bleep-ing Channel Islands!"
Ianto decided now wasn't the time for a smart reply. Nor was it the time to inform the irate medic that he had no coffee because Ianto hadn't been able to find the cup.
"There is no –bleep-y way in hell that I am going to go with you, Jack –bleep-ing Harkness, for a whole –bleep-ing week on a
–bleep-ing boat on a –bleep-ing island!" Owen finished his swear-word littered rant and sat down. Only then did he realise that he had no coffee.
"Where's my –bleep-y coffee?" He glared at Ianto. "Aren't you meant to be the –bleep-y tea-boy?"
Ianto was struggling to keep his face carefully impassive. He managed a sort of contorted grimace.
"I...er...couldn't find your cup..."
"It's in the –bleep-ing microwave, where else do you think it might be?" Owen snapped, wiping his fingers down his white coat.
Ianto nodded. "Of course sir, that is – of course – the most logical place for it to be. I'll go and get it sorted immediately, sir."
Owen stared, open-mouthed, at his retreating back. "Did he – did he just call me sir?" he spluttered.
Jack nodded, barely hiding a smile. "He must be very sorry."
"Sorry my-"
Owen was interrupted by Gwen rushing in wild-eyed.
"Jack – the microwave's exploded!"
Sorry that was so short – end of lunch bell rang and I had to leave it there. I'll try to update later!