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Rec: Trying to Communicate by sam_storyteller
Title: Trying to Communicate
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sam_storyteller
Genre: Humor/Crackfic/Team-fic
Rating: PG
Summary: There's an alien in the Hub, and it's trying to communicate.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, 1437 words
Warnings: it's crackfic, seriously.
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This one had me on stitches the whole time, and I LOL throughout the whole ficz. Seriously, read this, you'll love it! Basically there's an alien in the Hub which looks a lot like a talking cat. Favorite quote: ""PEACEFUL CAT COMES IN PEACE," the cat yowled. "WE BE MONITURRIN U."
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Author:
sam_storytellerGenre: Humor/Crackfic/Team-fic
Rating: PG
Summary: There's an alien in the Hub, and it's trying to communicate.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, 1437 words
Warnings: it's crackfic, seriously.
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This one had me on stitches the whole time, and I LOL throughout the whole ficz. Seriously, read this, you'll love it! Basically there's an alien in the Hub which looks a lot like a talking cat. Favorite quote: ""PEACEFUL CAT COMES IN PEACE," the cat yowled. "WE BE MONITURRIN U."
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There were oily marks beneath the desk, and he bent to examine them; as he did, something landed lightly on his back.
An ordinary person would have shouted and straightened instantly, but Torchwood training and two years with a grabby boss had taught better. He simply froze.
"Owen," he said, and Owen swung around, gun pointed in his direction. Ianto squeezed his eyes shut. "There's something on my back."
"Y HALO THAR," something said, somewhere above him.
Ianto briefly wondered if he were hallucinating.
"Is it," he asked carefully, "by any chance -- "
"A cat," Owen said flatly.
"There's a cat," Ianto said. "On my back."
"Hello moggie!" Owen said. "Where'd you come from?"
"IM IN UR BASE -- "
"And it's talking."
"SITTIN ON YANTOE."
An ordinary person would have shouted and straightened instantly, but Torchwood training and two years with a grabby boss had taught better. He simply froze.
"Owen," he said, and Owen swung around, gun pointed in his direction. Ianto squeezed his eyes shut. "There's something on my back."
"Y HALO THAR," something said, somewhere above him.
Ianto briefly wondered if he were hallucinating.
"Is it," he asked carefully, "by any chance -- "
"A cat," Owen said flatly.
"There's a cat," Ianto said. "On my back."
"Hello moggie!" Owen said. "Where'd you come from?"
"IM IN UR BASE -- "
"And it's talking."
"SITTIN ON YANTOE."
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