My second drabble for Challenge 317 – Mammoth at tw100. No idea if there will be any others, I'm out of ideas at the moment.
Summary: Iantoâs not letting Jack keep whatâs come through the Rift this time!
Ianto paced back and forth, talking to Jack on comms., occasionally stopping to check something on the computers. He wished he was out there with the team, but someone had to remain behind to monitor the situation, especially since Tosh and Owen were taking time off with their new daughter.
“Jack! Jack, listen to me… No! We can’t keep the baby Mammoth! Baby Mammoths don’t stay little; they grow into bloody huge adult Mammoths! No! It would not make Myf feel more at home!”
Ianto groaned; he was getting a headache.
Why couldn’t it have been a puppy for once?
The End
“Jack! Jack, listen to me… No! We can’t keep the baby Mammoth! Baby Mammoths don’t stay little; they grow into bloody huge adult Mammoths! No! It would not make Myf feel more at home!”
Ianto groaned; he was getting a headache.
Why couldn’t it have been a puppy for once?
The End