Double Drabble: Getting Even
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badly_knittedTitle: Getting Even
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badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Owen.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 874: Mad at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto does enjoy making his teammates pay for their crimes.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Don’t get mad, get even: that was a rule Ianto had decided he very much agreed with, since getting mad didn’t seem to have much effect on his colleagues. Getting even was more satisfying anyway. When someone did something to annoy him, what better response was there than to make them suffer for it?
Cheap instant decaf was one way of getting even, and it was generally effective, in that it made the recipient very miserable indeed, at least until they were able to nip to the coffee shop across the Plas and get a cup of caffeine to go. True, they had to drink their illicit coffee outside, knowing that Ianto would take it away from them if they brought it into the Hub, just on principle, but they were usually willing to endure the weather as long as they got to boost their caffeine levels.
The decaf treatment didn’t seem extreme enough for this, however. Owen had, once again, completed an autopsy, and left dead alien and bloodstained implements for Ianto to deal with.
Right. He’d see how Owen liked it. Taking several of the alien’s eyes, Ianto placed them in Owen’s desk drawer. That was fair, right?
The End
Cheap instant decaf was one way of getting even, and it was generally effective, in that it made the recipient very miserable indeed, at least until they were able to nip to the coffee shop across the Plas and get a cup of caffeine to go. True, they had to drink their illicit coffee outside, knowing that Ianto would take it away from them if they brought it into the Hub, just on principle, but they were usually willing to endure the weather as long as they got to boost their caffeine levels.
The decaf treatment didn’t seem extreme enough for this, however. Owen had, once again, completed an autopsy, and left dead alien and bloodstained implements for Ianto to deal with.
Right. He’d see how Owen liked it. Taking several of the alien’s eyes, Ianto placed them in Owen’s desk drawer. That was fair, right?
The End
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Date: 2025-07-15 11:39 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2025-07-16 10:11 am (UTC)Thank you!