Written For: Challenge 503: Smell at tw100.
Summary: Janet the Weevil is living a life of luxury.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
Janet sniffed the air eagerly; dinnertime was approaching, soon the human would bring food. This was a good life. She had a dry and comfortable place to sleep, never too hot or too cold, but the best thing was the food, so much tastier than anything her people could find for themselves in the damp underground tunnels.
She could smell the food before she could see or hear the one bringing it to her; hot cooked rat, the fur removed so it didn’t get stuck in her teeth, and a cup of the delicious brown drink. They really spoiled her!