Challenge 770 - Hard to ignore
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m_findlowTitle: Hard to ignore
Character: Jack, Tosh, Owen, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
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Summary: Jack's symptoms have the team in various states of concern. A double drabble.
ACHOO!
Tosh jumped in her seat and pushed her glasses back up her nose before leaning back in her chair. ‘Are you okay in there?’ she called out.
‘I’m fine,’ Jack replied, giving her a thumbs up within her line of sight, before honking loudly into a handkerchief.
‘He is okay, isn’t he?’ Tosh asked, this time directing her question at Owen. ‘As sneezes go, that was rather violent.’ And not the first, or even the twentieth, she reminded herself. They’d been going all day, but getting louder and stronger as the day wore on.
‘It's fine, Tosh,’ Owen replied, sounding bored by the question. ‘It's just allergies. Not like he sneezed so hard that grey matter came out through his nose.’
‘Please tell me that isn't a medical possibility,’ Ianto replied, clutching a fresh box of tissues to his chest, looking concerned.
‘He’ll live,’ Owen emphasised. ‘Not like he can die, anyway, is it?’ That earned Owen a scowl from Ianto. ‘Look, less complaining at me, more searching for the bloody cat, or cats, wandering around the hub making his allergies worse, eh?’
‘I’ll help,’ Tosh offered. ‘Before Jack sneezes and sends him and his chair through a window.’
ACHOO!
Tosh jumped in her seat and pushed her glasses back up her nose before leaning back in her chair. ‘Are you okay in there?’ she called out.
‘I’m fine,’ Jack replied, giving her a thumbs up within her line of sight, before honking loudly into a handkerchief.
‘He is okay, isn’t he?’ Tosh asked, this time directing her question at Owen. ‘As sneezes go, that was rather violent.’ And not the first, or even the twentieth, she reminded herself. They’d been going all day, but getting louder and stronger as the day wore on.
‘It's fine, Tosh,’ Owen replied, sounding bored by the question. ‘It's just allergies. Not like he sneezed so hard that grey matter came out through his nose.’
‘Please tell me that isn't a medical possibility,’ Ianto replied, clutching a fresh box of tissues to his chest, looking concerned.
‘He’ll live,’ Owen emphasised. ‘Not like he can die, anyway, is it?’ That earned Owen a scowl from Ianto. ‘Look, less complaining at me, more searching for the bloody cat, or cats, wandering around the hub making his allergies worse, eh?’
‘I’ll help,’ Tosh offered. ‘Before Jack sneezes and sends him and his chair through a window.’
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Date: 2023-07-23 09:58 am (UTC)