Um, I wrote a donut drabble, but it isn't rated G. Well, it's more implied than explicit, but...
Set just a little after Owen finds the others, and Jack finally finishes his requisition forms.
(I'll put it here - I don't want to cut in on your series; think of this as a present for all your lovely fun drabbles.)
100 words. ========= "It's a game."
"What are the rules?" Jack stared at his employees.
"You toss one of the donuts, aiming at the bit sticking up in the middle. If you miss, the others get to eat it, but without using their hands."
"Play it where it lands?"
"Exactly." Tosh tossed the donut, landing it on Owen's chest. Gwen and Ianto promptly dove on it, battling each other for bites, and then licking up the loose sugar.
"Owen, you're okay with this?"
"Sure. As soon as one of them manages to hit the target, we trade places."
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Set just a little after Owen finds the others, and Jack finally finishes his requisition forms.
(I'll put it here - I don't want to cut in on your series; think of this as a present for all your lovely fun drabbles.)
100 words.
=========
"It's a game."
"What are the rules?" Jack stared at his employees.
"You toss one of the donuts, aiming at the bit sticking up in the middle. If you miss, the others get to eat it, but without using their hands."
"Play it where it lands?"
"Exactly." Tosh tossed the donut, landing it on Owen's chest. Gwen and Ianto promptly dove on it, battling each other for bites, and then licking up the loose sugar.
"Owen, you're okay with this?"
"Sure. As soon as one of them manages to hit the target, we trade places."
Gwen passed Jack a donut.
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