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.

96. The Domino Effect

Title: The Domino Effect

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Ianto, Gwen, Tosh, Jack, Owen… and Nosy.

Rating: G

Written For: Challenge 288 – Reverse fandom – Last of the Summer Wine at tw100

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: It's amazing how much chaos can be caused by one tiny mishap…

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

A/N: Episode title is (obviously) Whoops. (I just had to use that one).

A/N2: My 7th and final drabble for this challenge. Apologies for the tense this one's written in, it refused to be written any other way!

The new challenge is up, same as last week's but using the titles from series 9 to 16 of the show as prompts. I'm spoiled for choice! I think I have 5 definite ideas so far, and about 30 potential titles... I may do some at a later date, after this reverse-fandom challenge is over, because there simply isn't enough time to write something for all the ones I like the look of (plus there were several from last week's batch that I didn't get written but I'd still like to take a stab at them at some point.)

Have I mentioned how much I'm loving this challenge?

A/N3: Many thanks for your reviews on the last one - just 7 more reviews until the magic 400th review, who will be the lucky reviewer to get a drabble written for them this time?

I love Janto: Jack grew up in a time when humanity and aliens co-existed, he knows so much more than 20th century humans. Torchwood One should have listened to him, but they were too drunk on power and the belief that they were right about everything.

One quiet day at Torchwood, Ianto's carrying a tray of coffee for the team's afternoon caffeine fix, when he trips over Nosy.

Nosy squeaks and shoots forward, knocking Gwen off balance, sending her stumbling backwards. Tripping over her own feet, she lands in Tosh's lap, her elbow hitting the computer keyboard and turning Tosh's programming into gibberish.

Meanwhile, five mugs of coffee arc through the air, spraying their scalding contents over Jack, who staggers backwards, hits the railing above the autopsy bay and tumbles over, landing on Owen and the corpse he's dissecting.

Ianto regards the chaos, wide eyed.

"Whoops."

The End