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m_findlowTitle: Touchy feely
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Jack, Ianto, Tosh
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 340 - Amnesty & Challenge 2 - Under the influence at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
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drabble_zoneSummary: Jack is unhappy with the current situation A double drabble.
‘Hey!’ Jack yelled, moving in long strides, face like thunder. ‘Hands off, Missy!’
Tosh turned her head only when she was good and ready, pouting neon pink lips at him and looking like he was the old man coming to ruin her fun. ‘I was hardly doing anything,’ she argued, reaching into her mouth to tug on the wad of equally pink bubblegum, stretching it out of her mouth as she continued to chew it.
‘Go find a server that needs diagnostics run on it,’ Jack commanded, glaring at her until she finally huffed and dislodged herself, stalking off in a childish temper in a swish of fishnets and short black patent leather mini skirt.
Jack turned his attention to Ianto and scowled. ‘No need to thank me or anything, or were you enjoying having Tosh parked in your lap?’
Ianto rolled his eyes. ‘You really are the most ridiculously jealous person I've ever met. It’s not Tosh’s fault. Owen says the effects should wear off in the next twenty-four hours.’
‘If she hasn’t already snogged and shagged everyone in the hub five times over,’ Jack sulked.
‘That’s why she was safer in my lap. At least I have restraint.’
‘Hey!’ Jack yelled, moving in long strides, face like thunder. ‘Hands off, Missy!’
Tosh turned her head only when she was good and ready, pouting neon pink lips at him and looking like he was the old man coming to ruin her fun. ‘I was hardly doing anything,’ she argued, reaching into her mouth to tug on the wad of equally pink bubblegum, stretching it out of her mouth as she continued to chew it.
‘Go find a server that needs diagnostics run on it,’ Jack commanded, glaring at her until she finally huffed and dislodged herself, stalking off in a childish temper in a swish of fishnets and short black patent leather mini skirt.
Jack turned his attention to Ianto and scowled. ‘No need to thank me or anything, or were you enjoying having Tosh parked in your lap?’
Ianto rolled his eyes. ‘You really are the most ridiculously jealous person I've ever met. It’s not Tosh’s fault. Owen says the effects should wear off in the next twenty-four hours.’
‘If she hasn’t already snogged and shagged everyone in the hub five times over,’ Jack sulked.
‘That’s why she was safer in my lap. At least I have restraint.’
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Date: 2023-04-08 09:46 am (UTC)