This story is a drabble (a short work of 100 words).


"What do you mean the coffee machine's broken?"

Ianto shifted his weight nervously. "The coffee machine is…no longer functioning."

"This better not be a joke."

"Why would I joke about your coffee, sir?"

Jack needed coffee. It was always there when he needed it, just like Ianto.

"I could go buy a cup of coffee for you."

Jack slumped into his chair. "No…" He suddenly looked up, his eyes glinting. "But I know what else I need…"

"Dabbling, sir?"


Grinning, Ianto closed the door to Jack's office. No need to tell Jack that the coffee machine was working perfectly.