Characters: Ianto, Jack, Owen, Team, Random alien, Nosy
Summary: The team are in trouble, what could possibly save them now?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: For KitandMip. This one’s a triple drabble. Prompt at the end.
Believing the latest alien to come through the Rift was dead, they’d brought it back to the Hub so Owen could examine it and add it to their database. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a lot less dead than it had seemed, not to mention decidedly hostile. As Jack and Ianto had heaved the heavy body up onto the autopsy table, it had abruptly come to life, grabbing Ianto’s stun gun with one limb and shooting both him and Jack with it. Using several other limbs, it had immobilised Owen, and was now holding a scalpel to his throat.
“You will surrender or I will kill this one as well,” the alien told the others, clearly believing Ianto and Jack to be dead.
The rest of the team had little choice, they needed to give Jack time to revive and save the day. They dropped their weapons, but before they could do anything else, Nosy appeared, and it was not happy. Some nasty creature was hurting its friends. Fluffing up to three times its normal size, it hissed like a boiling kettle and advanced, lashing its tail end and looking quite terrifying.
That was all the distraction Jack needed.
While the alien’s attention was fixed on the fearsome Fluff, Jack picked up the fallen stun gun. Creeping up behind their attacker, he zapped it using the highest setting, at the same time grabbing the limb holding the scalpel so Owen wouldn’t get hurt.
Simultaneously, Nosy lunged forward, sinking its blunt teeth into one of the alien’s legs. The creature jerked violently, multiple limbs flailing, and dropped to the floor, the sharp blade skittering away. This time it was definitely dead.
“Remind me never to get on Nosy’s bad side,” Ianto commented from where he lay. “Fluffs can be scary!”
A/N2: KitandMip wanted to see Nosy being angry and/or protective.