Challenge 920 - Puzzling puddling
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m_findlowTitle: Puzzling puddling
Character: Ianto, Jack, Owen
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 920 - Wet at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Ianto is on clean up duties and he's not happy about it. A double drabble.
‘It's leaving little wet patches everywhere it goes,’ Ianto complained, carrying a mop and bucket with him and frowning as he searched for the next offensive little puddle needed to be mopped up.
‘And what is it that you want me to do about it?’ Owen asked. ‘I can’t change its biology. It’s not what you think it is, anyway. It excretes excess water when it’s overly hydrated.’
Ianto scowled, looking further afield, trying to work out where the alien had wandered off to. Just because it wasn’t dangerous didn’t mean they should just let it roam wherever it pleased. Not if it was going to leave little presents to mop up everywhere. It was a slipping hazard. In complete violation of the occupational health and safety requirements. As if anything around here was ever truly considered safe.
‘Maybe you shouldn’t give it so much to drink,’ Ianto said, fixing Owen with a look.
‘I haven’t given it anything apart from that first little meal!’
‘Hey guys!’ Jack said, bounding up to meet them. ‘Found this little guy on my desk,’ clutching it in his arms. ‘He loves his coffee almost as much as me! Can’t get enough of it!’
‘It's leaving little wet patches everywhere it goes,’ Ianto complained, carrying a mop and bucket with him and frowning as he searched for the next offensive little puddle needed to be mopped up.
‘And what is it that you want me to do about it?’ Owen asked. ‘I can’t change its biology. It’s not what you think it is, anyway. It excretes excess water when it’s overly hydrated.’
Ianto scowled, looking further afield, trying to work out where the alien had wandered off to. Just because it wasn’t dangerous didn’t mean they should just let it roam wherever it pleased. Not if it was going to leave little presents to mop up everywhere. It was a slipping hazard. In complete violation of the occupational health and safety requirements. As if anything around here was ever truly considered safe.
‘Maybe you shouldn’t give it so much to drink,’ Ianto said, fixing Owen with a look.
‘I haven’t given it anything apart from that first little meal!’
‘Hey guys!’ Jack said, bounding up to meet them. ‘Found this little guy on my desk,’ clutching it in his arms. ‘He loves his coffee almost as much as me! Can’t get enough of it!’
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Date: 2026-06-07 09:46 am (UTC)