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badly_knitted
badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Tosh, Team, OCs.
Rating: G
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Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: The team search for the lost alien.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
( Little Lost Alien... )
“I hope Thirteen hasn’t fallen in the water,” Ianto fretted. That would be the worst kind of misfortune for a small creature. If it didn’t drown it would probably freeze.
“There’s so much traffic about it could just as easily get run over,” Tosh said.
Ianto shuddered at the thought.
Thankfully, Thirteen proved to be more fortunate than it deserved, considering that it had managed to get itself lost. They tracked it to the Odeon Cinema.
“Got popcorn! Don’t know what you missing!”
Loading the other twelve aliens into the SUV, they drove to the last place Thirteen had been seen, up near the Red Dragon Centre, which in turn wasn’t far from Atlantic Wharf. Now the problem would be to keep the other aliens out of sight while they searched for their missing littermate.
“I hope Thirteen hasn’t fallen in the water,” Ianto fretted. That would be the worst kind of misfortune for a small creature. If it didn’t drown it would probably freeze.
“There’s so much traffic about it could just as easily get run over,” Tosh said.
Ianto shuddered at the thought.
Thankfully, Thirteen proved to be more fortunate than it deserved, considering that it had managed to get itself lost. They tracked it to the Odeon Cinema.
“We not come earth see movies!” One told it crossly.
“Got popcorn! Don’t know what you missing!”
The End
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