Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Jack, Owen, Alien.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 502: Hat at
tw100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Capturing newly arrived aliens can result in some odd situations.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
After a half-hour chase through the back alleys and gardens of Splott, Ianto had finally caught the alien the team had been chasing, or possibly it had caught him; it was hard to say. He alerted the others they could stop searching and slunk back to where they’d parked the SUV, hoping nobody would see him, but though he managed to keep out of sight of passers-by, there was no way of avoiding his colleagues.
The expression on Jack’s face might have been funny under other circumstances. “Ianto, what are you doing? That’s an alien, not a hat!”
“Tell that to the alien,” Ianto muttered, his face turning a brighter shade of red that almost matched the stripes running down the otherwise black alien’s furry back. The creature was draped over his head like one of those raccoon-skin hats he used to see in old westerns, its tail dangling down the back of his neck. He didn’t like to think what it might be doing up there.
Owen’s laughter only served to add insult to injury. “Oi, Teaboy! It matches your suit! Probably thinks you’re a female so it’s trying to mate with your head!”
“Just get it off me!”
The End