Powdered Sugar Regrets

[donutsweeper]

Title: Powdered Sugar Regrets
Rating/Warning: none, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Owen doesn't plan on missing out on the alien donuts this time around...
Author's Note: Sequel to Powdered Sugar Reprise.  Third in the powdered sugar crack!fic series

Whatever Owen had intended to have happen by sneaking the box of alien donuts into the Hub was thwarted when the alarms for the cells went off just as Jack received a phone call from UNIT.  Owen sighed, gave the donuts a long look before plunking them down on the table and ran to see what caused the alert this time.

An hour later he returned to the conference room.  “Stupid alarms!  That’s the third time this week that moisture set them off!  Moisture!  Jack, when are we....”  But no one was listening, as they were all otherwise engaged.  “Damn it!”

Comments

[donutsweeper.livejournal.com]

although Owen may disagree

[the-dark-side.livejournal.com]

eh, let him complain (it's half the fun provoking him, anyway).

[donutsweeper.livejournal.com]

That's my opinion anyway!!! :)

[the-dark-side.livejournal.com]

*pokes Owen* it's just so much fun to make him get all muttery.

[donutsweeper.livejournal.com]

Honestly? It's the only way I can write him

[the-dark-side.livejournal.com]

I can't blame you.