Characters: Ianto, Jack, Myf.
Written For: Challenge 650: Guard at tw100.
Summary: Jack has been getting sloppy with Hub security recently.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“You know,” Ianto said conversationally after the latest uninvited guest had been removed and retconned, “If you’re going to keep leaving the tourist office door unlocked just to see what people will do, then we should probably post a guard.”
He wasn’t being entirely serious; mostly he just wanted Jack to be sensible and lock up properly, keep people from wandering into Torchwood’s secret base willy-nilly. He didn’t know why Jack had started his current ‘experiment’, but he was positive nothing good could possibly come of it. Still, a guard might be wise until Jack came to his senses.
“We don’t need a guard; we’ve already got one.” Jack pointed upwards to where Myfanwy glided gracefully overhead.
“And what exactly do you expect Myf to do, bite intruders’ heads off? You know as well as I do, she won’t touch anything that’s not covered in her special sauce. I suppose you could suspend a bucketful over the door, rig it to tip if anyone unauthorised came in, but I’d really rather not have even more Torchwood-related deaths to cover up. I’ve got enough to do as it is.”
Jack sighed. “Fine, I’ll lock the door in future. Happy now?”