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m_findlowTitle: Burning down the hub
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Jack, Ianto, Owen
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 309 - Fire at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
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drabble_zoneSummary: The hub is a dangerous place if you don't have your wits about you. A double drabble.
Jack was convinced he could smell smoke as he'd been reviewing the overnight rift readings. It alarmed him enough to get up and go investigate. It didn't take long to confirm his suspicions as he heard the tell-tale hissing of a fire extinguisher being used, finding Ianto in the kitchenette, dousing the bench top in powdery white foam.
'What the hell happened?'
'Nothing to worry about, sir,' Ianto replied, looking calm as could be. Just a small fire.'
'Any kind of fire in my hub worries me, Ianto,' Jack said, hoping he looked suitably displeased by the news.
'Your hub, sir?'
Jack bristled under the scrutiny. 'Well, it's nobody else's.' It had been abandoned and he'd claimed it. Finder's, keeper's and all that. 'You still haven't answered my question.'
'Ah, that.'
'My fault,' Owen piped up, looking sheepish.
'Owen, slightly hungover, was warming up pop tarts in the microwave.'
'Pop tarts?'
'They're classed as a breakfast item,' Owen huffed.
'Only he didn't know that microwaving them still inside their foil packet would be explosive.'
Jack sighed, surveying the burned out remains of the appliance. 'Next time you're hungover, how about I just buy you breakfast? It'll be safer for everyone.'
Jack was convinced he could smell smoke as he'd been reviewing the overnight rift readings. It alarmed him enough to get up and go investigate. It didn't take long to confirm his suspicions as he heard the tell-tale hissing of a fire extinguisher being used, finding Ianto in the kitchenette, dousing the bench top in powdery white foam.
'What the hell happened?'
'Nothing to worry about, sir,' Ianto replied, looking calm as could be. Just a small fire.'
'Any kind of fire in my hub worries me, Ianto,' Jack said, hoping he looked suitably displeased by the news.
'Your hub, sir?'
Jack bristled under the scrutiny. 'Well, it's nobody else's.' It had been abandoned and he'd claimed it. Finder's, keeper's and all that. 'You still haven't answered my question.'
'Ah, that.'
'My fault,' Owen piped up, looking sheepish.
'Owen, slightly hungover, was warming up pop tarts in the microwave.'
'Pop tarts?'
'They're classed as a breakfast item,' Owen huffed.
'Only he didn't know that microwaving them still inside their foil packet would be explosive.'
Jack sighed, surveying the burned out remains of the appliance. 'Next time you're hungover, how about I just buy you breakfast? It'll be safer for everyone.'
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Date: 2022-09-03 11:53 am (UTC)