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Drabble: Ear, Ear

Title: Ear, Ear

Author: badly_knitted

Characters: Owen, Ianto, Jack

Rating: PG

Written For: Challenge 316 – Reverse Fandom – How I Met Your Mother at tw100

Spoilers: Nada.

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.



“Karma.”



The End



A/N2: Title used was ‘Karma’



Comments

I would think by now that Owen would know better but again, this is Torchwood, where the unusual and downright weird stuff will happen. It couldn't have gotten stuck in a better place! :D
Owen is now all ears!

I'm a firm believer in Owen having a very grotesque and juvenile sense of humour, as befits someone who never seems to have matured beyond the Medical Student phase. On the other hand, he's now discovered something interesting about the alien's physiology - it's very sticky!

Thank you!