Drabble: City Boy
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badly_knittedTitle: City Boy
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Owen, Ianto.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 553: Wobble at
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tw100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Owen finds another reason to hate being out in the country.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
Owen hated the countryside. He hated the smells, the animals, the miles of emptiness without a pub or a supermarket in sight, and the way the uneven ground kept making him twist his ankles. Above all, he hated the mud, and the swarms of insects that seemed to think he was their next meal. It couldn’t be hygienic!
Scrambling over a gate, he batted at the flies buzzing around his head.
“Careful, Owen,” Ianto called out. “That gate doesn’t look very…”
The gate wobbled, Owen lost his balance, and…
SPLAT!
Right in a mud puddle.
“Fuck this, I’m going home!”
The End
