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donutsweeper) wrote2007-09-21 08:50 pm
donutsweeper) wrote2007-09-21 08:50 pm
Hair of the Dog
Title: Hair of the Dog
Pairing/Rating/Warning: Jack/Ianto, rated G
Word Count: 162
Summary: A night of drinking leaves Ianto a bit cranky
Author's Notes: Written for the![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
bringthehappy prompt "Ianto is cranky and Jack has to calm him down" as requested by travels_in_time
Pairing/Rating/Warning: Jack/Ianto, rated G
Word Count: 162
Summary: A night of drinking leaves Ianto a bit cranky
Author's Notes: Written for the
bringthehappy prompt "Ianto is cranky and Jack has to calm him down" as requested by travels_in_time"Seriously, Jack. Shoot me. Please."
"Ianto...I will do nothing of the sort."
"Then give me your gun, I'll do it right myself."
"Now, now... It'd just make your headache worse."
"This is all your fault."
"If I remember correctly YOU were the one who found the bottle of Korellian brandy..."
"But you said it didn't cause hangovers."
"Well, you're not hungover."
"No... but my head.... oh god, what is that horrible thumping noise?"
"Err, what noise?"
"Like sledgehammers smashing something, loudly, right outside."
"That? That's just Tosh at her computer."
"Why's she smashing her computer?"
"She's not. She's just typing."
"It's so loud. God, my head's killing me."
"I told you to stop at five shots."
“You kept drinking.”
“True, but no one ever accused me of being a good role model.”
“How come you’re not miserable this morning?”
“Clean living?”
"I hate you."
"No, you don't."
“Right now, I really think I do.”
“What if I do this?”
“Oh Jack...”
"Ianto...I will do nothing of the sort."
"Then give me your gun, I'll do it right myself."
"Now, now... It'd just make your headache worse."
"This is all your fault."
"If I remember correctly YOU were the one who found the bottle of Korellian brandy..."
"But you said it didn't cause hangovers."
"Well, you're not hungover."
"No... but my head.... oh god, what is that horrible thumping noise?"
"Err, what noise?"
"Like sledgehammers smashing something, loudly, right outside."
"That? That's just Tosh at her computer."
"Why's she smashing her computer?"
"She's not. She's just typing."
"It's so loud. God, my head's killing me."
"I told you to stop at five shots."
“You kept drinking.”
“True, but no one ever accused me of being a good role model.”
“How come you’re not miserable this morning?”
“Clean living?”
"I hate you."
"No, you don't."
“Right now, I really think I do.”
“What if I do this?”
“Oh Jack...”
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