Characters: Nosy, Ianto, Jack.
Written For: Challenge 637: Fail at tw100.
Summary: Nosy only wanted to help.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Nosy slumped in a dejected heap. All it had wanted was to help its friends, but somehow it had failed.
It knew Ianto hated mess. He said it was because if things weren’t kept in the right places they couldn’t be found when they were needed, so when it had come into the boardroom and found things all over the place it had set to work tidying up. It had carefully closed all the file folders, tucking loose sheets of paper in some of them, then stacked them carefully on the trolley Ianto used when he had a lot of stuff to take for filing, which was usually when Jack had let his paperwork pile up.
Then Nosy had collected all the strange oddments together and put them in a box so they’d be out of the way. It had just finished when Ianto arrived with Jack.
“I’ve been working on this all morning and I wanted to show you what I’ve figured out so far,” Ianto was saying. Then he saw the clear boardroom table. “What happened to all my research? It took me hours to sort that out!”
Jack smiled. “Looks like Nosy was trying to be helpful.”