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.

2426. The Argument

Title: The Argument

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Gwen, Tosh, Owen, Ianto, Jack.

Rating: PG

Written For: Challenge 756: Argue/Argument at torchwood100.

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: There's an argument going on in Jack's office…

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

A/N: Double drabble.

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It was a slow day at Torchwood; everyone was supposed to be catching up on work they hadn't had time for recently.

Gwen paused in the middle of typing her last report to glance up at Jack's office. The door was closed, and the room was at least partially soundproofed, but even so it was possible to hear raised voices coming from within. There was an argument going on.

She couldn't tell what Jack and Ianto were yelling about; despite the volume their voices were too muffled for her to make out words, but she couldn't help being curious.

"What do you think they're fighting about?" she asked the other two members of the team.

"It's none of our business," Tosh said calmly, focused on her computers. "If they wanted us to hear, they wouldn't have shut the door."

Owen abandoned the pen he'd been chewing on and leaned back in his chair. "Lover's tiff, probably. Not that I care."

The door opened and Ianto came out, straightening his tie.

"Is everything okay sweetheart?" Gwen asked. "What were you two fighting about?"

Ianto smirked. "Slight difference of opinion over which of the Strictly Come Dancing professionals has the best arse."

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The End