Characters: Owen POV, implied Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG-13 one minor swear word
Note: This was orginally posted at tw100 for Challenge #49: The Future
It all started when Captain-I-Know-What-I’m-Doing picked up a small metal box.
Now we’re stuck in the 51st century. Jack seems thrilled and if he’s happy then tea-boy is happy; I don’t even want to know what they do with that coffee flavored oil?
I can’t even get shagged. Genetically inferior my arse; at least I don’t have spikes coming out of the top of my head!
I hate the future.
Although the DNA sequencer is fun to play with. I’m definitely taking it with me when we find a way to get back, it’s going to make me a fortune!
AN: I'd love to know what everyone thinks.