Title: Feeling Weevilish
Author: badly-knitted
Characters: Owen, Janet
Rating: PG-13
Written For: Challenge 256 – Freaky Friday at tw100
Spoilers: None
Summary: Owen's not having a very good day.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters
A/N: Sequel To 'A Weevilly Inconvenience', this one is Owen's point of view.
Thanks as always for all the reviews etc., they really cheer me up =D
A special mention to all my lovely 'Guest' reviewers - even though I don't know who most of you are, your reviews mean a great deal to me, so thank you for taking the time to review even though you don't have an account here.
'Okay, this feels weird,' Owen thought, flexing his arms and legs. Or more accurately, Janet's arms and legs. Weevil joints weren't quite the same as a human's, they bent differently and his centre of gravity was lower.
Movement caught his eye and he glanced up to see his body shambling towards the door.
"Hey! Where do you think you're going with my body?" he yelled. At least he tried to; all that came out was a series of snarls.
Janet didn't even look back.
'Shit!' Owen thought to himself, scrabbling at the toughened plexiglass cell door. 'I am so screwed!'
The End
A/N2: One more of these to go, either tomorrow or Sunday. Owen's day goes from bad to worse!
