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July 2019

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Drabble: Scrambled

Title: Scrambled

Author: badly_knitted

Characters: Ianto, Jack.

Rating: G

Written For: Challenge 339: Green at tw100

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Something’s not quite right...

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







Ianto blinked myopically; he was almost certain the sky wasn’t supposed to be that particular deep green colour. Turning his head slightly, he could see trees a short distance away, their pink trunks topped by lush blue foliage.



On the third attempt, he managed to get one hand far enough off the ground to rub his eyes and promptly punched himself in the left one. His coordination seemed to be a bit off.



“Jack?



“Ngh?”



“Why’s the sky green?”



“Green? Huh. Looks blue to me, but it smells like chips! I think when that thing exploded, it scrambled our senses.”



The End





Comments

Well that was lucky, could've been a lot worse that chip smelling sky!

Jack is used to weirdness. Ianto is seldom fazed by anything. The effects will wear off before too long.

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OMG! I thought they had been transported through the rift to another planet!
So did Ianto for a moment!

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Lol Ianot is seeing a Dr Zeuss world now heh heh

great drabble.
LOL! He really is, I hadn't thought of it like that!

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Haha - Jack's thinking of food and Ianto's hitting himself - sounds like a normal day at Torchwood :)
Well, as normal as Torchwood ever gets. The most normal thing is that it's nearly always abnormal.

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LMAO!!
*grins* Thank you!
Oops??

LOL!
When you're Torchwood, these things happen!

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Pretty freaking trippy, then XD <3
Oh yeah! Ianto might have quite enjoyed it if he hadn't punched himself in the eye *grins*

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I was sure I commented on this one yesterday, though obviously not... Unless I wrote the comment on the wrong fic which could be quite confusing for someone!

Anyway...

Poor Jack - Chips are one of those foods where if you smell them you just have to have them, even if you aren't hungry!
I'm sure they made a beeline for the nearest chippy as soon as they could walk in a straight line. I just hope the chips tasted like chips!

(Haven't seen any confusing comments on other drabbles, so you probably got distracted or something.)

Thank you!