Title: Ear, Ear
Characters: Owen, Ianto, Jack
Written For: Challenge 316 – Reverse Fandom – How I Met Your Mother at tw100
Summary: Owen really shouldn’t play with dead things.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Prompt at the end. This is what happens when I try writing drabbles late at night – my brain slips over to the Twilight Zone. Apologies in advance.
The creature had been D.O.A. and Jack had naturally wanted to know why; the species wasn’t in Torchwood’s database, so presumably this was the first of its kind to fall through the Rift.
Owen hadn’t taken long to determine cause of death; the poor thing simply hadn’t been able to breathe earth’s atmosphere. Instructed to collect data before cremating it, he’d soon grown bored and started mucking about, leading to a rather awkward situation.
The alien’s ear was stuck to Owen’s forehead and wouldn’t come off.
“Why does this shit always happen to me?” he whined.
Ianto just smirked.
A/N2: Title used was ‘Karma’