As the scans didn’t register anything harmful, Ianto unwrapped the Possimpible, plonking it on the floor. It smiled up at him and went bouncing around the autopsy bay. He watched carefully to make sure it didn’t get into trouble. It was surprisingly well behaved, and had rather a nice smile really.
“I think I’ll call her Daisy.”
“That’s what she was eating when we caught her.”
“Ah. Good choice. I guess that means we’re keeping her?”
They followed Daisy into the main Hub, where she was putting rubbish in the bin.
“We can always use another pair of hands.”
A/N2: Title used is ‘Daisy’
TBC in ‘Seeing Things?’