My fourth drabble for Challenge 352: In The Dark at tw100.
Summary: They may not know what it is, but Ianto is willing to let it stay.
Once it was dry, Jack and Ianto studied their new acquisition.
Shaped like a fat two-foot-long sausage, blunt at both ends and with four little feet underneath, it resembled an oversized guinea pig, except for the tufted antennae at what seemed to be the front. Ten minutes of grooming revealed a pink, twitching nose and two black eyes previously hidden beneath floppy lemon yellow and mint green fur that trailed down its sides to the floor.
“Think I’ll call it Dougal,” Ianto decided.
“Why?”
“The Magic Roundabout?”
Poor Jack. Once again, Ianto’s pop culture references left him in the dark.
The End
Shaped like a fat two-foot-long sausage, blunt at both ends and with four little feet underneath, it resembled an oversized guinea pig, except for the tufted antennae at what seemed to be the front. Ten minutes of grooming revealed a pink, twitching nose and two black eyes previously hidden beneath floppy lemon yellow and mint green fur that trailed down its sides to the floor.
“Think I’ll call it Dougal,” Ianto decided.
“Why?”
“The Magic Roundabout?”
Poor Jack. Once again, Ianto’s pop culture references left him in the dark.
The End