Characters: Gwen, Jack, Nosy.
Written For: Challenge 645: Free at tw100.
Summary: Gwen is trying to adjust to the presence of a Fluff in the Hub.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Gwen frowned uncertainly at the long, furry creature that was mooching about the Hub; things had certainly changed around here while she and Rhys were off on holiday. She’d returned to work this morning expecting everything to be more or less as she’d left it, only to find the team had acquired an alien pet.
“And you really just let it run around free, day and night?” she asked Jack, not quite daring to take her eyes off the alien.
“I’m not sure ‘run’ is the right term,” Jack said mildly. “It sort of slinks, or slithers, can’t really run without legs, but yes, aside from a few restrictions it can go just about anywhere it wants in the main Hub.”
“But is that wise? I mean, it’s an alien.”
“What difference does that make? Wouldn’t be fair to lock it away in the vaults all by itself when it’s done nothing wrong. Bad enough that it can’t go outside and feel the wind in its fluff; treating it like a dangerous animal would be beyond cruel. It likes being around people.”
Nosy slithered past, humming a cheerful greeting, and Gwen couldn’t help smiling at it.
“I suppose you’re right.”