Challenge 646 - Round, round

[m_findlow]

Title: Round, round
Character: Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 646 - Spin at tw100
Summary: Some aliens have no sense of propriety. A double drabble.

Jack's eyes narrowed as he entered the cramped laundry squeezed in beside the pantry. He'd left the screaming occupant of the house to be dealt with by someone else -Gwen most likely.

'Okay guys, party's over,' he announced, ripping the plug from the wall. The tumble dryer continued to spin for several revolutions before the lack of electricity finally ground it to a halt. He bent over and popped the front door and four blue gremlin type creatures tumbled out, still dizzy and giggly. They shook themselves and came to their senses, frowning angrily at Jack.

'Aw, come on. We were only having a bit of fun.'

'People on this planet don't appreciate you having a joyride with their underwear. We have rules about that sort of thing.'

'The old bird only stuck tea towels and the old man's singlets in there,' one argued. 'We only stuck it on a low heat.'

Jack rolled his eyes. 'I don't think it was shrinkage of her husband's undergarments that bothered her.'

One of them groaned. 'This planet sucks. Let's go.'

Jack slid the laundry door shut behind him. 'Oh, no. You're coming with me. You can kick around in my tumble dryer.'