Characters: Ianto, Nosy.
Written For: Challenge 555: Stretch at tw100.
Summary: There’s nothing quite like a good stretch first thing in the morning.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
Just like every morning, Nosy slithered out of the night duty room as soon as it heard Ianto moving around in the main Hub. It hummed a greeting to him.
“Good morning, Nosy,” Ianto replied. “Quiet night?”
Nosy paused at the entrance to the kitchen area and stretched, which was quite a sight; over five metres of furry alien elongating in one continuous rippling motion. It always made Ianto want to stretch too, although he knew he could never do so as long and luxuriously as the Fluff could manage.
There were times he really envied Nosy.