Title: Library Surprise

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Ianto, Jack

Rating: G

Written For: Challenge 309 – The Library at tw100

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Ianto finds something unexpected in the library.

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

A/N: My third drabble for this week's prompt.

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I love Janto: So true, lol! Of course, half the crap may be down to the Rift's own warped sense of humour! Thank you!

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Guest: It's a rather warped sense of humour, maybe the Torchwood team have rubbed off on it!

The Coat definitely needed more screen time. So did Tosh, Ianto, Owen, Janet, Myfanwy, Jack, the SUV, PC Andy, Det. Swanson... but all we kept getting was more Gwen. The series was definitely skewed in her favour. She might just have been tolerable if she wasn't being shoved down our throats every few minutes. It completely threw off the balance within the team because almost immediately, she gets seen doing jobs that other team members should have been doing. I could just see RTD looking through a new script, saying: "We'll give these lines to Gwen instead of Ianto, have Gwen do this instead of Owen, then Gwen can discover this information instead of Tosh, and Gwen can give this order instead of Jack..."

Fluffy collies are best, though I sometimes wonder how they deal with hot weather.

B5 remains one of my all time favourite shows, I rewatch it every year. The ambassadors were such fabulous characters, brought to life by brilliant actors. Delenn, Londo, G'kar and their aides were my favourite characters, but I loved Garibaldi too.

Libraries are so much a part of my life, though I don't use our local one much these days, mostly because I already have more books than I can hope to read, lol!

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Ianto wandered happily around his local library, relishing the chance to pick out some fresh reading material.

It seemed like forever since he'd last read a good book; one of the downsides of working for Torchwood was that it rarely left much time for enjoying the simple pleasures of life.

He browsed the shelves slowly, reading the blurb on the back of the occasional novel, until he'd made his final choice, then cut through between the stacks to reach the desk.

The last thing he expected was to come across Jack, with his nose buried in a lurid bodice ripper!

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The End