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Double Drabble: Unfit

Title: Unfit
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Jack, Owen, Ianto.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 625: Dash / Dashed at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Owen is letting the team down and Jack has had enough.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.

“You’re out of shape,” Jack criticised as Owen caught up with the rest of the team, puffing and panting like a bellows. “What’re you gonna do if a Weevil challenges you to the hundred yard dash? You wouldn’t stands a chance if you were the one getting chased.”

“Screw you!” Owen ground out between ragged gasps.

“I doubt you’d have the stamina for that either. Face it, Owen, for a medic you’re lousy at following your own advice. You need to cut back on the booze and start exercising more.”

“I’m getting plenty of exercise. I’m just a bit winded.”

“The rest of us aren’t, and we had to bag the murfrit without your assistance.” Jack gestured to where Ianto stood holding a carrying case containing a weasel-like creature the size of a large cat. “What if it had bitten someone and our medic was still half-a-mile away?”

Murfrits were venomous; a bite from one could kill a human if the antivenin wasn’t administered quickly enough.

“No one got bitten.”

“That’s not the point; someone might have. Starting tomorrow, you’ll be doing a one-mile run every morning, hangover or not.”

“How’re you gonna enforce that?”

“I’ll be running with you.”

The End

Tags: drabble, fic: g, fic: pg, ianto jones, jack harkness, owen harper, torchwood fic, tw100

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