Challenge 745 - Into temptation
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m_findlowTitle: Into temptation
Character: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 745 - Temptation at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Jack learns the hard way that you can't control everyone with rules. A double drabble.
‘Ianto!’ Jack yelled at the top of his lungs.
His general support officer was at the doorway in seconds. ‘I already know what you’re going to say, he said, holding up the shredded remains of a chocolate bar wrapper, and I’m going to have to insist that you not leave these kinds of things lying around.’
‘That was my chocolate!’ Jack protested, feeling affronted that someone would dare to steal from his desk. He wished they’d steal reports, or phone messages, so at least he wouldn’t have to deal with them, but having his afternoon treat pilfered was a bridge too far.
Ianto wasn’t put out by his histrionics. ‘I very much doubt Myfanwy considered that an issue when she took it. I’m sorry, but we trained her with chocolate as a reward mechanism. She’s hardwired now to crave chocolate, and she’s not going to care whose desk she finds some on. Not even the leader of Torchwood Three.’
Jack harrumphed and folded his arms. Even bosses were allowed to sulk. Especially bosses who’d been looking forward to chocolate. Temptation and consequence clearly didn’t go hand in hand anymore.
‘I’ll go fetch you one from my stash,’ Ianto offered.
‘Thanks.’
‘Ianto!’ Jack yelled at the top of his lungs.
His general support officer was at the doorway in seconds. ‘I already know what you’re going to say, he said, holding up the shredded remains of a chocolate bar wrapper, and I’m going to have to insist that you not leave these kinds of things lying around.’
‘That was my chocolate!’ Jack protested, feeling affronted that someone would dare to steal from his desk. He wished they’d steal reports, or phone messages, so at least he wouldn’t have to deal with them, but having his afternoon treat pilfered was a bridge too far.
Ianto wasn’t put out by his histrionics. ‘I very much doubt Myfanwy considered that an issue when she took it. I’m sorry, but we trained her with chocolate as a reward mechanism. She’s hardwired now to crave chocolate, and she’s not going to care whose desk she finds some on. Not even the leader of Torchwood Three.’
Jack harrumphed and folded his arms. Even bosses were allowed to sulk. Especially bosses who’d been looking forward to chocolate. Temptation and consequence clearly didn’t go hand in hand anymore.
‘I’ll go fetch you one from my stash,’ Ianto offered.
‘Thanks.’
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Date: 2023-01-28 10:44 pm (UTC)