The Torchwood Drabble Files by badly_knitted



Summary: A collection of drabbles, mostly based on the weekly prompts at tw100. Mostly Jack/Ianto as that's what I write, but no doubt other Torchwood characters will pop in from time to time. All genres are possible, but expect mainly humour and fluff, because that's usually what comes out when I write. All are 100 words exactly in Word, but apparently not here!
Rating: Teen
Categories: Torchwood
Characters: Gwen Cooper, Ianto Jones, Jack Harkness, Lisa Hallett, Martha Jones, Myfanwy, Other Character(s), Owen Harper, PC Andy Davidson, Rhiannon Davies, Rhys Williams
Genres: Mixed
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Published: 2012.09.23
Updated: 2021.07.21


The Torchwood Drabble Files by badly_knitted
Chapter 793: Mysterious
Author's Notes: My third drabble for Challenge 356: Boxes at tw100.

Apologies that this one is similar to one of m_findlow’s this week. I just had to do it. It was too long to start with, so I shortened it but left the longer version intact too, so you get both.

Summary: Unpacking a delivery, Ianto sees something strange.

Drabble Version

Ianto caught movement from the corner of his eye as he unpacked artefacts from Archie in Glasgow. He glanced at the array of boxes. Everything was still; must have been a trick of the light.

Turning back to his task, he continued then turned quickly, just in time to see a box slither a few inches across the floor.

That wasn’t normal. What had Archie sent them?

Approaching cautiously, he lifted the box and started laughing. There was Dizzy, looking ruffled and confused. An empty box must have fallen over the poor Flufflet and it couldn’t find its way out!

The End


Extended Version

Ianto caught a flicker of movement out of the corner of his eye as he worked steadily, unpacking a shipment of artefacts that had arrived that morning from Archie in Glasgow. Pausing in his task, he glanced across at the array of boxes. Everything was still; it must have been his imagination or a trick of the light.

Turning back to the box on the table in front of him, he carefully slit it open, then turned quickly, just in time to see one of the other boxes slither a few inches across the floor.

Okay, that wasn’t normal. What had Archie sent them?

Approaching cautiously, he lifted the box and started laughing. There was Dizzy, looking ruffled and confused. An empty box must have fallen over the poor Flufflet and it couldn’t find its way out!

“Sorry, Dizzy, but I’ve told you before to be careful where you nap!”


The End

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