Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Written For: Challenge 536: Stupid at tw100.
Summary: Ianto’s dead on his feet and the coffee machine won’t work.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Coming out of his office, Jack was drawn to the Hub’s small kitchenette by the sound of annoyed muttering; Ianto seemed to be having some sort of problem.
“Stupid thing! What’s the matter with you, why won’t you work?” Bleary-eyed from not having slept for the past seventy-two hours, Ianto was poking at the buttons on the coffee machine and flipping switches, but to no avail.
“Something wrong?” Jack asked, coming up behind him.
Ianto turned, a despairing expression on his face. “I need a coffee to help me stay awake while I finish cleaning up, but I think the machine’s broken! I’ve tried everything, but it’s completely dead!” His shoulders slumped. “I don’t understand; it was working fine yesterday! D’you think that weird electrical Rift storm last night might’ve done something to it?”
“I don’t see how.” Jack frowned at the coffee machine, starting to worry about it himself now. “I did what Tosh advised and unplugged everything important down here, just in case the tower got hit. Everything should be fine.”
“Wait a minute; unplugged?” Ianto reached behind the machine and sure enough, it wasn’t plugged in. “Ah.”
“Forget the coffee,” Jack said. “What you need is sleep.”