Double Drabble: In Need Of Rescue
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badly_knittedTitle: In Need Of Rescue
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badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Jack, Weevils.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 810: Trouble at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto finds himself in a rather perilous situation.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“Oh, this is not good,” said Ianto, backing up against the wall, gun in one hand and Weevil spray in the other. “Why did I ever think I could handle a couple of Weevils by myself?”
“Ianto?” Jack’s voice came through his Bluetooth. “Just hang on, we’re on our way! Be with you in five minutes.”
“That’s great,” Ianto muttered, unable to spare a hand to respond over his comm. “They’ll be here in five minutes, what am I supposed to do until then?”
He could keep shooting at the Weevils, he’d managed to put one out of action, but where there’d only been two to begin with, there were now seven, and he only had four bullets left. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t see any way to get himself out of this, at least, not in one piece. He was in serious trouble.
The nearest Weevil advanced, growling menacingly.
“Look, I really don’t want to hurt you. If you’ll all just go back into the sewers, we can forget this ever happened.”
The Weevil snarled again.
“That’s what I thought you’d say.” Ianto squirted his spray in its face. “Jack and the others better hurry up!”
The End
“Ianto?” Jack’s voice came through his Bluetooth. “Just hang on, we’re on our way! Be with you in five minutes.”
“That’s great,” Ianto muttered, unable to spare a hand to respond over his comm. “They’ll be here in five minutes, what am I supposed to do until then?”
He could keep shooting at the Weevils, he’d managed to put one out of action, but where there’d only been two to begin with, there were now seven, and he only had four bullets left. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t see any way to get himself out of this, at least, not in one piece. He was in serious trouble.
The nearest Weevil advanced, growling menacingly.
“Look, I really don’t want to hurt you. If you’ll all just go back into the sewers, we can forget this ever happened.”
The Weevil snarled again.
“That’s what I thought you’d say.” Ianto squirted his spray in its face. “Jack and the others better hurry up!”
The End
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