Title: Explosion
Author: badly-knitted
Characters: Ianto, Owen.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 796: Mess at torchwood100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: What the hell just happened?
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
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The explosion sounded loud enough to rock the Hub. Instinctively, Ianto ducked, covering his head, fully expecting debris to start crashing down around him the way it had when the team had mutinied and foolishly opened the Rift, but although he heard a few things fall, the ceiling didn't appear in danger of collapse.
Straightening up, he turned slowly, trying to figure out what just happened.
"What the hell was that?"
"Oops." Owen grinned sheepishly; he was holding the singularity scalpel.
"What did you do?"
"I might've just blown up the microwave."
Ianto strode towards the kitchen area and stopped dead, staring in horror at what looked like the scene of a massacre. The microwave oven sat smoking on the counter while its door was halfway across the kitchen, having rebounded off the wall. That would have been bad enough, but Jack must have been heating leftovers, because there was pasta and spaghetti sauce everywhere, sticking to the walls, light fittings, table and chairs, fridge, and coffee maker. The cupboard over the counter was hanging precariously, halfway off the wall.
Storming over to Owen, Ianto snatched the alien device from his hands.
"You made the mess; you're cleaning it up!"
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The End