Powdered Sugar Requiem

[donutsweeper]

Title: Powdered Sugar Requiem
Pairing/Rating/Warning: none, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Owen just needs to run one more test...
Author's Note: Sixth in the powdered sugar crack!fic series.

Owen practically flew back to the lab. 

Pheromone levels!  Jack was right, that was what had he missed!  Of course he needed to test the pheromone levels, how the hell could he have been stupid enough to not even consider testing them?

But now he would. Just one quick test and he’d have figured out what made those damned donuts so special.  All he had to do was... 

Wait a second...

Where the hell did the samples go?

How could he test pheromone levels without samples? 

Bloody stupid alien sex donuts were not going to get the best of him!

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/_medley_/]

Hee! Poor Owen just can't win. And it's hard to keep samples around, really, they just keep disappearing...

Hee! Entertaining as always!

[phoenix64.livejournal.com]

Hee! I think the alien donuts might be doing this to Owen on purpose.

[the-dark-side.livejournal.com]

*snicker* I'm imagining the members of Torchwood waiting outside the lab for the opportunity to nick more donuts...it's a funny image.

[issuesgrrrl.livejournal.com]

Oh, my Lord in Heaven - please don't tell me the pterdactyl has access to the lab (and a sweet tooth... or six!)!

::mind boggles, film at eleven::

[unfeathered]

Heee! Poor Owen :-(

Just one quick test and he’ll have figured out - he'd

[hellenebright.livejournal.com]

Poor Owen, the doughnuts have it in for him...

[mad-jaks.livejournal.com]

I - okay - just had this *really* wrong thought....


What if the Weevils got hold of some????

Today is the day I make the evil icon I *swear*

[smithy161.livejournal.com]

Well, we know the Doctor just ambled through and ate the last of them, right?

Poor old Owen. I'm sure some more will fall through the rift sooner or later.

[avon-09.livejournal.com]

Perhaps reading these backwards isn't clever...but I'm just grinning at these. Poor Owen...*frowns* I can't remember saying that very often.