Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Written For: Challenge 519: Automatic at tw100.
Summary: Alien tech can be a bit unpredictable.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Jack got excited over the oddest things. The Rift’s latest gift had him practically rubbing his hands with glee, even though the device had nothing whatsoever to do with sex.
“So what is this miraculous gadget?” Ianto asked, staring at the unprepossessing object on the desk.
“It’s an automatic wrapper.”
“For wrapping presents! You just give it some paper and the gift you want wrapped, and hey presto it’s done, neatly and professionally! It can wrap anything, any shape… Here, I’ll show you.” Taking a blank sheet of paper, Jack put it on the flat part of the machine, placed his stapler on top, and pressed a button. Manipulators came out of the sides, and hardly a minute later there was the neatly wrapped stapler with a fancy paper flower on top.
“Okay, I’m impressed.”
“Thought you would be.”
A while later, entering Jack’s office, Ianto found the floor strewn with objects wrapped in what looked like Jack’s paperwork, and his lover frantically poking at the machine with a screwdriver.
“Dare I ask what happened?”
Jack glanced up, looking frazzled. “The button’s jammed. It won’t stop wrapping!”
Ianto sighed. Why did things never work the way they should?