The Torchwood Drabble Files

by badly-knitted

A collection of Torchwood drabbles that continues to grow. Thanks to everyone who's making this possible. You're greatly appreciated, so I'm reinstating an old game - the writer of every 100th review gets to request a drabble/ficlet of their choice. Still using a T rating to cover anything I might write, just to be safe.

643. January 25th

Title: January 25th

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Jack, Ianto

Rating: PG

Written For: Challenge 328 – National Day or Holiday at tw100

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Jack's feeling gloomy, but perhaps Ianto can lift his spirits.

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

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Passerby: Well, nothing like your suggestion (I wrote this before I read your comment), but the best I could manage under the circumstances. Hope you like it anyway - I think Jack does! ;)

Poking at me sometimes gets results, lol!

Thank you!

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Jack had woken feeling gloomy. The Rift was in one of its hyperactive phases, spitting out sundry items across Cardiff and the surrounding countryside. As if that wasn't bad enough, the weather was foul, with pouring rain and gale force winds, and the Weevils were revolting.

Truth be told, Weevils were always revolting, so no change there.

He was slumped at his desk, feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders, when Ianto entered, bearing coffee, doughnuts, and a single red rose.

Naked.

"Dydd Santes Dwynwen Hapus, Jack!"

Jack smiled. Maybe it wasn't such a bad day after all!

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The End