Challenge 683 - Big problem
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m_findlowTitle: Big problem
Character: Ianto, Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 683 - Bang at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Summary: Ianto has a big problem on his hands. A double drabble.
'Ow! Bollocks!' Ianto swore as his head banged into the top of the cupboard as he was putting away the mugs he'd just freshly washed and dried. He couldn't fathom how he'd hit his head when he hadn't even moved.
'Argh! Son of a…' he heard Jack swear, using even fruitier language. Clearly he wasn't alone in his new found clumsiness.
It wasn't until he carefully pulled his head out of the path of danger that something else struck him as odd. The mug that was still in his hand now appeared smaller than before, like a child's tea set rather than a plain everyday coffee mug. When he stood up properly, something clobbered him on the head again, adding a second lump. He didn't have to look up because the roof was right there, about four feet lower than it should be.
'Ianto!' Jack called out. 'The hub has shrunk!'
That seemed unlikely in Ianto's opinion. It was far more plausible that they'd suddenly gotten bigger. Damn rogue alien technology. He squeezed out of the kitchen, trying not to bang into anything else. The hub was definitely not made for big people. He just hoped they didn't get any bigger.
Character: Ianto, Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 683 - Bang at
tw100Summary: Ianto has a big problem on his hands. A double drabble.
'Ow! Bollocks!' Ianto swore as his head banged into the top of the cupboard as he was putting away the mugs he'd just freshly washed and dried. He couldn't fathom how he'd hit his head when he hadn't even moved.
'Argh! Son of a…' he heard Jack swear, using even fruitier language. Clearly he wasn't alone in his new found clumsiness.
It wasn't until he carefully pulled his head out of the path of danger that something else struck him as odd. The mug that was still in his hand now appeared smaller than before, like a child's tea set rather than a plain everyday coffee mug. When he stood up properly, something clobbered him on the head again, adding a second lump. He didn't have to look up because the roof was right there, about four feet lower than it should be.
'Ianto!' Jack called out. 'The hub has shrunk!'
That seemed unlikely in Ianto's opinion. It was far more plausible that they'd suddenly gotten bigger. Damn rogue alien technology. He squeezed out of the kitchen, trying not to bang into anything else. The hub was definitely not made for big people. He just hoped they didn't get any bigger.
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Date: 2021-11-22 05:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-11-22 08:56 am (UTC)Lol, sadly it's all relative, but Jack won't be able to resist saying it anyway.