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Drabble: A Sorry Tail

Title: A Sorry Tail
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Nosy, Ianto, Jack, Owen, Team.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 445: Ouch at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Nosy has an unfortunate accident.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.





Nosy’s loud, pained squeak was enough to bring the entire team running. By the time they reached the scene of the commotion, Ianto was already there, comforting the Fluff, who was coiled up on the floor, shaking, shuddering, and whimpering forlornly.


“What happened?” Jack asked, face pale beneath his ever-present tan.


“Something I’m surprised has never happened before,” Ianto said. “Nosy got its tail end shut in the door.”


Everyone looked at each other with a collective “Ouch!” then swarmed around the Fluff, petting it while Owen examined and bandaged its injured tail.


“Be more careful in future!” he admonished.



The End








Comments

ouch poor Nosy, hope it isn't anything serious and Owen can help her.
Nosy is just a bit bruised and sore, some TLC and perhaps a Fluff-safe painkiller will soon have it feeling better. It will be a lot more careful around doors in future though!

Thank you!
Oh the poor Fluff, Ill bet it keep its tail well out of the way of closing doors now.
Oh yes, Nosy will whisk its tail end out of the way quickly in future when it goes through a door! That was a very painful lesson to learn.

Thank you!
Oh poor Nosy. The gang will comfort . and while it will be more aware in future, I'm sure Tosh will come up with some sort of sensor, maybe something like a cat door mechanism with something for Nosy to wear so the doors cannot close of it's in the way
Yes, Nosy will get a fuss made of it an will soon feel better. That's a good idea, Tosh will look into it!

Thank you.

Poor Nosy. Somtimea we just forget where our bodies end and they get jammed in the nastiest places. I'm always amazed at how I manage to sometimes bite my tongue. You'd think I'd know where it was after all these years, so I sympathise with Nosy.

We all do stupid things, I nearly pull my ears off sometimes taking off a sweater, and they're in the same place they've always been! As for catching fingers and toes in doors...

Poor Nosy feels sore and bruised, but will be fine.

Thank you!