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.

646. Easter Sunday

Title: Easter Sunday

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Jack, Ianto, Tosh, Owen

Rating: G

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

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Ianto's had an interesting morning.

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

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Passerby: *grins* Thank you!

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Ianto wasn't a big churchgoer, but he still liked to attend on Easter Sunday when Torchwood allowed.

"So, how was the service?" Jack asked him when he returned to the Hub.

"It was nice. Different. The new vicar ate a daffodil. The flower, not the bulb."

"Oh. Why? Alien influence?"

"Don't think so. He was making a point about how you can never predict what people will do next."

Just then, Tosh got up, walked over to Owen and tipped her cup of tea over his head.

"Huh. Well, we already knew that."

Ianto nodded. "Lunch?"

"I'll get my coat."

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The End