My fourth drabble for Challenge 288 – Reverse fandom – Last of the Summer Wine at tw100. I'm having a good drabbling week. I have a couple more that just need checking and polishing, they're not quite what I was aiming for, but about as close as I can get with the word limit. Still working on a final one and I've had to leave a lot of titles I would have liked to try, but next week will be a whole new batch of titles to choose from. I'm excited about that!
Summary: Owen is concerned about one of his charges.
Wandering into the hothouse, Ianto found Owen standing near one of his plants, looking troubled.
“Problems?” he asked casually.
“I think something’s wrong with Gordon.”
Ianto didn’t bat an eyelash, having long since become used to Owen naming his alien plants. He moved to stand beside his colleague.
“How so?”
“Not sure. He just seems down.”
Truthfully, Gordon did look rather droopy.
“Maybe he just needs cheering up.”
“How do you cheer up a plant?”
Ianto shrugged. “Not my area of expertise. You’ll think of something.”
Owen thought then moved Gordon to the window overlooking the Hub.
Surprisingly, it worked!
The End
“Problems?” he asked casually.
“I think something’s wrong with Gordon.”
Ianto didn’t bat an eyelash, having long since become used to Owen naming his alien plants. He moved to stand beside his colleague.
“How so?”
“Not sure. He just seems down.”
Truthfully, Gordon did look rather droopy.
“Maybe he just needs cheering up.”
“How do you cheer up a plant?”
Ianto shrugged. “Not my area of expertise. You’ll think of something.”
Owen thought then moved Gordon to the window overlooking the Hub.
Surprisingly, it worked!
The End