Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, mentions Jack.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 490: Signal at
tw100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto and Jack are trapped with no way out.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
“It’s no good,” Ianto said. He and Jack had been shoving at the heavy door for several minutes, but all they’d got out of it was sore shoulders and aching backs; the door hadn’t budged so much as a millimetre. “We’re trapped.” He slumped to the floor, breathing hard.
“What about your phone? We could call for help!”
“Already tried that, but we’re out of range; there’s no signal this far down.” He glared up at Jack in the dimness. “You do know this is all your fault, don’t you? That crate was in the doorway for a reason.”
“How was I supposed to know that?”
“Because I told you ‘don’t move that crate, it’s holding the door open’?”
“It’s not like I did it on purpose.”
“No, you just don’t listen to a word I say. Thanks to you, we could be stuck here for the rest of our lives, which in my case won’t be very long.”
“It won’t come to that, will it?” Jack was starting to sound as worried as Ianto felt.
“How should I know?”
Thirty minutes later, the door was opened by a smirking Owen.
“How’d you find us?” Jack asked.
“Followed the Fluff.”
The End