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.

513. Owen And The Great Outdoors

Title: Owen And The Great Outdoors

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Owen, Ianto, Jack

Rating: G

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Torchwood are out in the countryside again, much to one person's displeasure.

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

A/N: For the prompt 'Howard and the Great Outdoors', one of the prompts I didn't get around to using for tw100's challenge 288 last year. I've dug them out again to supplement the prompts I got from my f-list, just because there are still loads I wanted to use. Since Torchwood doesn't have a Howard, I though Owen would be a fitting substitute ;)

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IMORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE - IANTO NEEDS OUR VOTES!

TO ALL IANTO AND JACK FANS - THE RADIO TIMES IS RUNNING A SCI-FI CHAMPIONS BATTLE, PITTING OUR FAVOURITE SCI-FI CHARACTERS AGAINST EACH OTHER FOR EVERYONE TO VOTE FOR THEIR FAVOURITE OUT OF EACH PAIR. BOTH IANTO AND JACK HAVE MADE IT THROUGH SEVERAL ROUNDS, BUT NOW IANTO IS IN TROUBLE - HE'S UP AGAINST STAR TREK'S MR SPOCK, AND HE'S LOSING!

THERE IS A LINK AT THE END OF MY PROFILE LEADING TO MY JOURNAL POST ABOUT THIS CONTEST, WHERE YOU CAN FIND A LINK TO THE SCI-FI CHAMPIONS BATTLE ITSELF, SO PLEASE GO AND VOTE FOR IANTO AND JACK, IT ONLY TAKES A FEW SECONDS TO VOTE. LET'S TRY TO GET THEM BOTH THROUGH TO THE SEMI-FINALS, SHOW EVERYONE THAT IANTO IS STILL NOT ONLY REMEMBERED BUT LOVED BY HIS FANS.

ONE VOTE ONLY PER PERSON THOUGH, UNLESS YOU VOTE FROM DIFFERENT DEVICES - MULTIPLE VOTES FROM ONE DEVICE SEEM TO DETRACT FROM THE SCORE INSTEAD OF ADDING TO IT.

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Owen was grumbling again.

"I hate the countryside!"

"We know." Ianto rolled his eyes. "You've told us enough times!"

"Come on, Owen, lighten up," said Jack cheerfully. "Feel the sunshine. Breathe that air! It'll do you good. No traffic fumes our here."

"Exactly. It's too clean; it's disgusting. There's nothing out here! This is no place for civilised people, it's all grass and mud and sheep!"

With Owen's next step, there was a rather unpleasant squelch from beneath his foot.

"Shit!"

Ianto smirked.

"Yep! Looks like there are cows out here too."

"Bloody countryside! Next time, I'm staying in Cardiff!"

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The End