Trussed up wallaby tucked under one arm, Ianto stomped into the Hub. This was not the ‘evening off’ he and Jack had planned. At least they’d managed to have dinner before their evening took a turn into The Twilight Zone.
Plonking the wallaby on the autopsy table, he reached for a scanner, determined to find out for certain what they were dealing with. It did look like a wallaby. Mostly anyway.
The scanner showed it was nearly a wallaby. Ianto shook it, tried again, same result. He showed Jack.
“No, it’s a Possimpible!”
That was new!
A/N: Title used is ‘Something New’
TBC is ‘The Possimpible’