Title: Mornings

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Ianto, Jack

Rating: G

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Why do mornings have to be so early?

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters.

A/N: For mahmfic's prompt 'Morning'

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Passerby: That's okay, I was in a cranky mood yesterday. I've been a Whovian since the Sixties, but the Doctor doesn't always get things right and isn't always paying enough attention to what his companions are doing. So it could have accidental, or it could have been the Doctor's plan in order to get information from the database onto the TARDIS, in which case Jack and Ianto would have been in on it, they just forgot everything as a result.

Thank you!

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Mornings. In Ianto's opinion, they always arrived way too early and winter mornings were by far the worst. Plus his alarm clock always sounded so bloody cheerful he just wanted to smash it. Of course he'd have to find the damn thing first.

Sticking one hand out into the chilly air of his bedroom, he flailed about a bit, only succeeding in knocked the annoying thing onto the floor. Well, at least that shut it up. Pulling the covers further over his head, he resolutely hid from the day.

Beside him, Jack laughed.

"Really not a morning person, are you?"

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The End