Characters: Jack, Ianto, Owen
Summary: An alien device is giving Owen a major headache, even though he’s not the one who’s affected.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: For the prompt ‘The Ice Cream Man Cometh’, one of the prompts I didn’t get around to using for tw100’s challenge 288 last year. I’ve dug them out again to supplement the prompts I got from my f-list, just because there are still loads I wanted to use. Apologies for the mangled medieval English!
“Hark! Dost thou hear? The Ice Cream Man cometh!” Ianto proclaimed grandly.
“Forsooth!” Jack replied. “Methinks thy ears dost not deceive thee, verily, the Ice Cream van approaches!”
“Wouldst thou mayhap partake of the good man’s wares?”
“Aye, certes! Let us forthwith go thither…”
“Stay right where you are!” Owen’s tone brooked no argument. “If you want ice cream, I’ll get it. You’re not goin’ out there sounding like medieval ponces!”
“Zounds! Thou art aright. Let us abide, Ianto.”
“Tosh, please tell me the effects of that bloody device will wear off soon! Otherwise I’ll be forced to kill them!”