Challenge 779 - Wardrobe change
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m_findlowTitle: Wardrobe change
Character: Owen, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
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Summary: Owen's experiments hit a snag. A double drabble.
‘The crafty little buggers,’ Owen swore, scowling at his computer screen.
‘Who’s done what this time?’ Ianto asked, setting down a mug of coffee in front of Owen.
‘I’ve had CCTV set up all night to record weevil behaviours. Jack doesn’t believe me when I tell him that the weevils go looking for clothes. He has this stupid notion that humans are somehow responsible.’
‘To be fair, Owen, a lot of those blue boiler suits they’re so fond of do have the word Torchwood stitched above the breast pockets.’
Owen snorted. ‘Any idiot could’ve done that. Wasn’t us.’
Ianto sighed. ‘Your point actually being?’
Owen turned his screen around. ‘I set up an experiment. Sedated them, took their original clothes away and left a nice new folded set in the corner of each cell. If they understand what clothing is and that they have conscious awareness, then they’ll put the new suits on.’
Ianto peered at the screen. ‘Looks like you were right. So what’s the issue?’
‘The issue is we don't have any sodding footage of it! Tosh did a server update last night which powered everything down for five minutes.’
Ianto shrugged. ‘Maybe weevils are just body shy.’
‘The crafty little buggers,’ Owen swore, scowling at his computer screen.
‘Who’s done what this time?’ Ianto asked, setting down a mug of coffee in front of Owen.
‘I’ve had CCTV set up all night to record weevil behaviours. Jack doesn’t believe me when I tell him that the weevils go looking for clothes. He has this stupid notion that humans are somehow responsible.’
‘To be fair, Owen, a lot of those blue boiler suits they’re so fond of do have the word Torchwood stitched above the breast pockets.’
Owen snorted. ‘Any idiot could’ve done that. Wasn’t us.’
Ianto sighed. ‘Your point actually being?’
Owen turned his screen around. ‘I set up an experiment. Sedated them, took their original clothes away and left a nice new folded set in the corner of each cell. If they understand what clothing is and that they have conscious awareness, then they’ll put the new suits on.’
Ianto peered at the screen. ‘Looks like you were right. So what’s the issue?’
‘The issue is we don't have any sodding footage of it! Tosh did a server update last night which powered everything down for five minutes.’
Ianto shrugged. ‘Maybe weevils are just body shy.’
