Silly fic from my silly mind
Okay, this very silly little bit of crack popped into my head after seeing the most recent gold high tops challenge post over at tw_gleeclub. It got stuck there so I had to write it down. And share it. Cos I’m evil like that. I think it works best if you imagine the Team’s faces after the last line.
Don’t own any of it, no spoilers and it barely worth reading let alone rating.
“Guys, you have to see this. Look at the CCVT feed for the archives.”
As Ianto’s voice appeared in their ears, Gwen and Owen moved to crowd around one of Tosh’s monitors. She flipped the image till Ianto’s face filled the screen.
“Look what I found down here. What does it look like to you?” He held an object up to the camera.
“Oh my god.” laughed Gwen.
“Bloody hell, looks just like it.” Even Owen was smiling.
“That’s unbelievable.” Tosh giggled.
They were suddenly aware of Jack peering over their shoulders.
“What are you looking at?” he asked. “Oh, it’s the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch. I’d forgotten we had that.”
“I didn’t take you for a Monty Python fan Jack. Bit modern for you.” Ianto responded.
Jack looked confused. “Monty who? Best be careful with that Ianto. If the pin comes out you only get three seconds.”