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August 2019



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Ficlet: If At First You Don’t Succeed…

Title: If At First You Don’t Succeed…

Author: badly_knitted

Characters: Jack, Owen, Ianto, Nosy. Mentions Tosh and Gwen

Rating: G

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Nosy is behaving oddly. Again.

Word Count: 489

Written For: Challenge #96 Music at fan_flashworks

Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters, except for Nosy.

Pop music was blaring out over the Hub’s sound system as Jack came through the cogwheel door. That wasn’t unusual; Owen liked having something to listen to while doing autopsies, and if no one was around to object, he’d turn up the volume to something just short of deafening. Everyone was so used to it by now that most days they barely noticed. So it wasn’t the music that stopped Jack in his tracks but the rather peculiar behaviour of the team’s pet Fluff.

The furry snake-like creature seemed to be attempting to slither both forwards and backwards at the same time. Needless to say, it wasn’t exactly making much progress in either direction. It looked a bit like a very large clockwork toy that had got jammed.

Flipping open his wrist strap, Jack pressed a few buttons, lowering the volume of the music to something a little easier on the ears, and shouted for the team’s doctor.

“Owen? If you can tear yourself away from whatever you’re doing, I need a second opinion.”

A moment later, Owen popped up from the autopsy bay.

“I was about due for a break anyway. What’s up?”

“I was hoping you could tell me. I think something’s wrong with Nosy.”

Owen wandered over and together they stared at the bizarre sight.

“What’s it doing?” Jack asked, his forehead creasing with worry.

“Beats me. Maybe it’s got an itch it’s trying to scratch.”

“Hmmm, maybe.”

While they were still staring, Ianto came over to join them. He’d just emerged from the archives to make coffee and was curious about what had captured the attention of the other two men.

“What’s so interesting?”

Jack glanced briefly towards his lover.

“It’s Nosy.”

“Ah.” Stopping beside Jack and shoving his hands in his trouser pockets, Ianto addressed the Fluff. “Still trying, huh?”

Nosy hummed agreement.

“I still say you’ll never do it.”

Jack and Owen turned their attention to Ianto.

“Do what?” Jack asked, confused.

“Yeah come on, enlighten us, Mr I-know-everything!”

Ianto smirked.

“Well, ever since Tosh and Gwen let Nosy join them to watch the Michael Jackson concert on TV, it’s been trying to master the art of moonwalking.”

“Really? Huh.” Jack looked back at Nosy. “Doesn’t work all that well without legs, does it.”

“Not really,” Ianto agreed, “hence Nosy’s problem. Still, if you think that’s disturbing, you should see its attempts at body popping.”

As Ianto strolled away to make the coffee, Jack and Owen looked at each other, identical expressions of horror on their faces.

“Think I’ll pass on that,” said Owen, heading back towards the autopsy bay.

“Me too.” Jack turned in the opposite direction and scurried off towards his office, shutting the door firmly behind him. Moments later, the music shut off abruptly

With the Fluff equivalent of a shrug, Nosy abandoned its dancing practice and slithered off towards the kitchen. There really was no accounting for humans sometimes.

The End


hahahahahahahah that was hilarious!!!
*grins* Thank you! We can always count on Nosy for a laugh!

Thank you!
Haha! Loved that! Yeah, I don't think moonwalking works if you can't actually walk. But, personally, I wouldn't mind seeing Nosy's attempts at popping. *snickers at the notion^
Actually, Nosy's pretty good at the body popping, but it's a little alarming to watch, lol!

Moonwalking does rather require feet at the very least, but Nosy's not ready to give up yet. It can, however, do the Mexican Wave all by itself!

Thank you.
hahaha oh I do love Nosy.
*grins* Thank you!

I love writing Nosy =)
I would like to see that!

except I do not like it when the music is too loud!
Neither do I. Owen is strange.

Nosy likes to try different dance moves.

Thank you!
At least it didn't try twerking. *shudders*
I don't know how to twerk. Nosy says it would never stoop to that though! (It thinks Michael Jackson is cool. It will be very sad when its hero dies.)

Thank you!
Hehe, now that's something I'd like to see!
The others wish they HADN'T seen it, it's so bizarre!

Thank you!