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Double Drabble: Disgusted

Title: Disgusted
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 627: Tentacle(s) at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Jack takes exception to Ianto’s lunch.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.




Jack would eat just about anything; he loved his food, had a cast iron stomach, and a huge appetite, which he blamed on his immortality. Every cell in his body was constantly repairing itself and needed plenty of fuel to do so, especially if he got injured or killed, so it wasn’t unusual for him to snack heartily between meals.


Ianto had long since come to the conclusion that there was nothing Jack wouldn’t eat. After all, he’d grown up on another planet in the future, and had spent years travelling through space and time, sampling the local cuisine. There were some things he liked better than others, pizza, doughnuts, and anything to do with chocolate among them, but the idea of Jack refusing to eat something had never crossed Ianto’s mind.


“Calamari?” Jack looked horrified. “You mean squid?”


“Yes, of course. It’s delicious. Try some?” Ianto offered his lover a morsel and Jack recoiled.


“No!”


“What’s wrong?”


“I don’t eat squid. Or octopus!”


“Why not? You eat everything else.”


“It’s barbaric! Some of the nicest people I’ve ever met had tentacles. I’d feel like I was eating a friend! Cephalopods are very intelligent.”


Ianto discovered he’d lost his appetite.



The End