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donutsweeper) wrote2008-09-13 10:51 am
donutsweeper) wrote2008-09-13 10:51 am
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Owen's Powdered Sugar Plans
Title: Owen's Powdered Sugar Plans
Pairing/Rating/Warning: none, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Owen finally gets his hands on the donuts.
Author's note: Thirteenth in the powdered sugar crack!fic series. It was only fitting that my 100th drabble should revisit this wonderful verse.
Owen couldn’t believe it.
An entire box of donuts, freshly arrived through the rift, and all his. Clutching the box tightly, he began to plan. Tests. With enough tests he might figure out what caused the donuts’ effects, and then if he could manufacture it, he’d be a millionaire. No, a billionaire!
Tosh broke through his musings. “Owen? Gwen and I are going to be stuck here for awhile bringing the files up to date, so I’m going to pick us up something to eat. Want anything?”
“Actually,” Owen began, “I’ve a box of donuts and I’m happy to share...”
Pairing/Rating/Warning: none, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Owen finally gets his hands on the donuts.
Author's note: Thirteenth in the powdered sugar crack!fic series. It was only fitting that my 100th drabble should revisit this wonderful verse.
Owen couldn’t believe it.
An entire box of donuts, freshly arrived through the rift, and all his. Clutching the box tightly, he began to plan. Tests. With enough tests he might figure out what caused the donuts’ effects, and then if he could manufacture it, he’d be a millionaire. No, a billionaire!
Tosh broke through his musings. “Owen? Gwen and I are going to be stuck here for awhile bringing the files up to date, so I’m going to pick us up something to eat. Want anything?”
“Actually,” Owen began, “I’ve a box of donuts and I’m happy to share...”
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