My twelfth drabble for tw100's Open Challenge. So, to celebrate reaching 12 again, Iâve written two linked drabbles. They're for the prompt leek/leak.
Because I have so many written, and because I have a doctorâs appointment first thing tomorrow, Iâm posting another one now, otherwise Iâll never get them all posted before the end of the challenge.
Summary: Itâs amazing how much confusion one word can cause.
Ianto, being a good Welshman, was very partial to leeks, so when he spotted some very nice ones in the local greengrocers, he bought one. It would be the perfect final ingredient in the casserole he planned to cook for dinner.
He was halfway through preparations when the phone in the lounge rang, so he abandoned his leek on the edge of the sink in order to answer it. He was still talking to his aunt when Jack arrived home, and interrupted his call briefly.
“Jack, if you go in the kitchen, watch out for the leek in the sink.”
OoOoOoOoO
Jack frowned as Ianto returned to his phone conversation. The sink was leaking? Ianto didn’t sound like he was talking to the plumber.
That was odd to start with; if there was any form of domestic disaster, Ianto could always be counted on to sort out the problem immediately, yet he seemed completely unconcerned.
Well, maybe he’d already dealt with it as best he could and was waiting for the plumber to arrive. Jack decided to see if he could do anything to help.
He entered the kitchen, approached the sink and burst out laughing.
Oh, leek.
That explained everything!
The End
He was halfway through preparations when the phone in the lounge rang, so he abandoned his leek on the edge of the sink in order to answer it. He was still talking to his aunt when Jack arrived home, and interrupted his call briefly.
“Jack, if you go in the kitchen, watch out for the leek in the sink.”
OoOoOoOoO
Jack frowned as Ianto returned to his phone conversation. The sink was leaking? Ianto didn’t sound like he was talking to the plumber.
That was odd to start with; if there was any form of domestic disaster, Ianto could always be counted on to sort out the problem immediately, yet he seemed completely unconcerned.
Well, maybe he’d already dealt with it as best he could and was waiting for the plumber to arrive. Jack decided to see if he could do anything to help.
He entered the kitchen, approached the sink and burst out laughing.
Oh, leek.
That explained everything!
The End