Double Drabble: Beware Of The Ice
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badly_knittedTitle: Beware Of The Ice
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badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Owen.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 904: Ice, at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Cold weather causes injury.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“Here.” Owen held out an icepack and Ianto visibly recoiled.
“I don’t want that!”
“Unless we reduce the swelling in your elbow, you won’t be able to bend that arm at all,” Torchwood’s medic pointed out. “Then how will you make coffee?”
“One-handed,” Ianto said, glaring stubbornly at the other man. “I managed well enough last year, when I broke my wrist.”
“Not the same, you could still bend the arm. You ever try to get dressed one-handed? Take the icepack.”
“It’s cold!”
“’Course it is. That’s why it’s called an icepack.”
“I hate winter! It’s all cold and icy everywhere. Slip on the ice and get hurt, and what’s the only treatment on offer? More ice! I bloody hate ice!”
“Just be thankful you only hurt your elbow. If you’d hit your head, you’d be in an even worse mess. Concussion, skull fracture, maybe a broken neck.”
“Oh, thank you for that cheerful thought!”
“It’s my job.”
“What, depressing everyone?”
“Trying to keep you lot in one piece.”
“Not succeeding, are you?” Ianto slapped the icepack against his bruised and swollen elbow and yelped. “COLD!”
“Keep it on there for ten minutes.”
“If I get frostbite, I’m blaming you!”
The End
“I don’t want that!”
“Unless we reduce the swelling in your elbow, you won’t be able to bend that arm at all,” Torchwood’s medic pointed out. “Then how will you make coffee?”
“One-handed,” Ianto said, glaring stubbornly at the other man. “I managed well enough last year, when I broke my wrist.”
“Not the same, you could still bend the arm. You ever try to get dressed one-handed? Take the icepack.”
“It’s cold!”
“’Course it is. That’s why it’s called an icepack.”
“I hate winter! It’s all cold and icy everywhere. Slip on the ice and get hurt, and what’s the only treatment on offer? More ice! I bloody hate ice!”
“Just be thankful you only hurt your elbow. If you’d hit your head, you’d be in an even worse mess. Concussion, skull fracture, maybe a broken neck.”
“Oh, thank you for that cheerful thought!”
“It’s my job.”
“What, depressing everyone?”
“Trying to keep you lot in one piece.”
“Not succeeding, are you?” Ianto slapped the icepack against his bruised and swollen elbow and yelped. “COLD!”
“Keep it on there for ten minutes.”
“If I get frostbite, I’m blaming you!”
The End
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