Author's Notes:
My second drabble for Challenge 337: Unloved Prompts at tw100, using Challenge 233: Rabbits.

Summary: There are more bunnies than they know what to do with; something has to be done.

Bewildered, Gwen stared at the ever-increasing horde of rabbits.

“Don’t be daft, rabbits don’t hatch from eggs!” she said indignantly.

“Try telling these rabbits that,” Ianto grumbled as the golden egg he was holding cracked open and a pair of bunnies hopped out, scampering away to mingle with the others.

Scowling, Jack headed gingerly towards the cog door.

“Wait! Where are you going?” Ianto yelled at his retreating back.

“To find the idiot who sold me the eggs before Cardiff gets drowned under a sea of bunnies!”

Ianto glanced around then hurried after him. “I’ll go with you. For backup.”

TBC in ‘At The Source’