m_findlow | Anythingdrabble Challenge 60

Title: All dressed up
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters/Pairings: Owen, Tosh, Jack, Ianto
Word Count: 500 words
Rating: PG
Notes: Written for Challenge 60 - Costume at anythingdrabble
Summary: Owen and Tosh have an important engagement to attend, but Owen has a problem.

'A gala ball?' Owen said, sounding unenthused.

'Jack gave me the tickets,' Tosh replied. 'He and Ianto can't go because they have prior commitments.'

No, Jack thought Tosh might like to go and that it would annoy Owen having to be dragged along. Owen hated these stuffy corporate events and everyone knew it. Well, everyone except Tosh, perhaps. He saw the look on her face though, that excited eagerness that they might get to go out and been seen in public as a proper couple. It didn't matter that they were a couple. She had this idea in her head that she'd be draped on Owen's arm, making smalltalk with all the bigwigs and introducing Owen as her partner. He didn't need all of that. Why couldn't she just be happy that they were together?

'Please?' she said. 'We should go to represent Torchwood if nothing else. They already think we think we're better than them.'

'Because we are,' Owen countered.

'Yes, but it'd be nice to be seen as being friendly with our fellow organisations.'

'That's then line Jack fed you to get me to say yes, isn't it?'

'I told him not to make it an order that you go.'

Owen sighed. 'Fine. We'll go. S'pose that means I'll have to go out and hire some penguin suit for the night.'

'Actually,' Tosh paused, 'it's a costume ball. But I suppose if you wanted to go as a penguin...'

'Very funny.' He knew she'd left that bit out intentionally until he'd said yes. 'I'm guessing you think we should coordinate costumes?' He could already imagine she'd thought about it, picturing them done up as Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire or some such.

'I did have a few ideas.'

Oh goodie, Owen thought. 'I'll let you run with it then.'

'Thanks, Owen. You're the best,' she said, adding a peck on the cheek.

Tosh's mood the next evening was quite different.

'If I didn't know you better, Owen, I'd have almost said you'd done this on purpose.' With her arms folded, she looked every bit the formidable Queen of the Nile.

'Yeah, because this is loads better than being dressed up as a Roman,' he grumbled, trying hard not to trip people up with the long green tail that stuck out the back of his dinosaur costume.

'Jack told you not to experiment with that bacteria.'

'Well, I didn't think it was going to infect me and cover my body in green scales, did I?'

Jack had been apoplectic when he'd found out, but there was nothing that could be done to reverse the process quickly or easily.

'He can't go out to the gala looking like this,' Tosh declared. 'He's meant to be Anthony to go with my Cleopatra.'

'Well, there is one costume in the archives that he could probably get away with wearing,' Ianto suggested. 'No one will be able to tell if it's make-up or real.'

He was going to kill Teaboy for this humiliation.

Anythingdrabble Challenge 60 - All dressed up

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