Challenge 715 - Old-fashioned misery

[m_findlow]

Title: Old-fashioned misery 

Character: Torchwood team

Author: m_findlow

Rating: PG

Length: 100 words

Content notes: none

Author notes: Written for Challenge 715 - Ramble at torchwood100

Summary: Owen takes issue with Jack's chipper mood. A double drabble.

'Just look at those moody grey skies,' Jack mused as he trekked over the grassy knoll, feeling the satisfying burn in his legs from the exertion.

'Yeah, brilliant,' Owen grumbled. 'Matches how I feel.'

'You really don't like the countryside, do you?'

Owen huffed. 'Look this isn't just some pleasant ramble in the hills. Some bastard's nicked our car leaving us stuck in the middle of nowhere whilst there's a flesh-eating alien out there on the loose. Don't know what you've got to be so happy about.' Owen turned and gave his three companions a challenging look. 'Anyone else enjoying this?'

Jack watched as three sets of eyes cast themselves down at their feet, refusing to outright agree with Owen even though their body language made it abundantly clear how they felt. Not that Jack was much happier, but at least he was trying.

Jack tried a different tact, arching an eyebrow at Owen. 'Ramble? Who under the age of seventy calls it that? A hike or a trek. A jaunt event. And you call me old-fashioned.'

'How much further, Ianto?' Owen demanded.

'About another mile.'

'So, let's move and get out of this bloody mess.'

Jack shrugged. 'Okay, Grandpa.'

Comments

[peaceful_sands]

Got to love Jack's attempts at optimism and the loyalty of the rest of the team as they try their hardest not to agree with Owen - even though we know they all do - Owen Mr Say it as he sees it *grin*

[badly_knitted]

Owen will be wishing they were still rambling before much longer. So will the others.