Author's Notes:
For the prompt ‘Ain't Worried About Nothin'’, one of the prompts I didn’t get around to using for tw100’s challenge 292: Billboard Hot 100 last year. I’ve dug them out again to supplement the prompts I got from my f-list, just because there are still loads I wanted to use.

Summary: Ianto gets an accidental dose of an alien substance.

Despite all their precautions, the odd-looking pod that had fallen through the Rift had exploded unexpectedly, splitting the containment unit it had been placed in and showering Ianto with a fine black powder, sending him into a sneezing fit.

Owen had hurriedly scooped up a sample of the powder for analysis, concerned about what effect it might have on the Welshman.

Ianto wasn’t worried though. Not about anything. Everything was good. Better than good, really. He grinned goofily at Jack.

“You’re all sparkly!”

“And you’re high as a kite!”

Owen made a mental note to sample the powder himself later.

The End