Drabble_weekly Challenge 314 - Not guilty
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m_findlowTitle: Not guilty
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Owen, Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 314 - Alibi at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
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drabble_zoneSummary: Owen's stuff keeps moving around and he knows who's to blame. A double drabble.
‘Oi!’ Owen yelled before Ianto was even within spitting distance. ‘Care to explain yourself?’ he said, waving the Bekkaran tissue scanner.
‘What am I explaining?’
‘I wasted an hour looking for this. I’m sick of you coming in here and messing up where things live, calling it cleaning.’
Ianto frowned, clutching his coffee cup. ‘It wasn’t me.’
‘Like hell,’ Owen replied. ‘No one else comes down here and moves stuff.’
‘He was with me,’ Jack said, leaning over the railing. ‘I put it back there.’
‘And why were you putting things away? You never put anything away.’
‘Well, you shoulda seen this place after we were done. Things got kinda-’
‘Vigorous,’ Ianto quickly interjected, already turning pink. ‘Jack was helping to tidy things up.’
‘Overshare!’ Owen cried.
‘Well, you did ask. And we did put everything away neat and tidy.’
‘That’s what worries me. How many… No, forget it. I don’t want to know that either.’
‘Next time we’ll leave it less tidy,’ Ianto promised. ‘Just so you don’t go getting any ideas.’
‘They're already there, Ianto. And trust me, they’re not going to go away anytime soon. No without brain surgery and someone to give me a full lobotomy.’
‘Oi!’ Owen yelled before Ianto was even within spitting distance. ‘Care to explain yourself?’ he said, waving the Bekkaran tissue scanner.
‘What am I explaining?’
‘I wasted an hour looking for this. I’m sick of you coming in here and messing up where things live, calling it cleaning.’
Ianto frowned, clutching his coffee cup. ‘It wasn’t me.’
‘Like hell,’ Owen replied. ‘No one else comes down here and moves stuff.’
‘He was with me,’ Jack said, leaning over the railing. ‘I put it back there.’
‘And why were you putting things away? You never put anything away.’
‘Well, you shoulda seen this place after we were done. Things got kinda-’
‘Vigorous,’ Ianto quickly interjected, already turning pink. ‘Jack was helping to tidy things up.’
‘Overshare!’ Owen cried.
‘Well, you did ask. And we did put everything away neat and tidy.’
‘That’s what worries me. How many… No, forget it. I don’t want to know that either.’
‘Next time we’ll leave it less tidy,’ Ianto promised. ‘Just so you don’t go getting any ideas.’
‘They're already there, Ianto. And trust me, they’re not going to go away anytime soon. No without brain surgery and someone to give me a full lobotomy.’
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Date: 2022-10-07 09:32 pm (UTC)