• Location: My Desk
• Mood: tired

Drabble: Messy Job

Title: Messy Job
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Owen.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 521: Untidy at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Owen hates having to clean up after himself.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.





Alone in the autopsy bay, Owen groaned. He’d finished dissecting his latest subject, but now the tiles were splattered with gore and other substances. He was tired and aching from wrestling with the corpse, and from chasing the creature in the first place. Now he was expected to clean up too.


Wasn’t that why they had Teaboy, to clean up after them? Honestly, Ianto had to have OCD or something; he couldn’t stand for any part of the Hub to be untidy.


But according to Jack, medical waste was Owen’s responsibility.


“I’m a doctor, not a bloody janitor,” he muttered.



The End