FIC Torchwood: Bingo

[fajrdrako]

Title: Bingo
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Gwen and the Torchwood team
Challenge: theatrical_muse, prompt #202: "If life's a game, who do you think is winning?"
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, no claims, all property of the BBC.
Notes: No spoilers. Cross-posted to my LJ, to theatrical_muse, and to torchwoodgwen.


Bingo

Gwen was delighted to learn that she wasn't the only person at Torchwood who liked to play Scrabble. There was no point in playing the game with Rhys any more - he grumbled too much when she won (and she usually did), he grumbled about his letters, regardless of what they were; and then he grumbled about the scorekeeping. He was a whiner sometimes.

Of all the Torchwood team, Ianto was the only one with no interest in playing Scrabble. She had thought he'd be good at it, since he had a clever way with words - she had him pegged for a crossword champ. But no, he said he was more into stopwatch games these days. Whatever they were. Typical.

Jack played a game with her, and beat her easily, his words composed quickly and mercilessly, with a vocabulary the like of which she'd never seen. Not surprising, really, when you thought about it. There was something of the overachiever about Jack. Clearly Scrabble brought out his warrior mode.

She beat Tosh without much difficulty. "I had too many vowels," moaned Tosh regretfully, sounding, for a moment, just like Rhys.

This caught Owen's attention. "Shall I get your revenge for you, Toshiko?"

"As if," mocked Gwen, forgetting that she mostly wasn't speaking to him. Unless she had to. Except for business. Scrabble wasn't business. It was war.

Owen rolled his eyes. "Scared to play a game with me, Cooper-girl? I suppose you should be."

Arrogant prick. She'd cut him down a peg or two. No mercy. "You're no good at anything but video-games," she retorted. "I could beat you without a vowel in sight."

"Prove it," said Owen.

So it was personal. After all, this was Owen. Ianto brought them coffee during the initial turn - Gwen's - and she didn't even notice. He lingered to watch, a slight smile on his lips, as if they were amusing him. Jack, with his own cup of coffee, had stopped nearby to read something on Toshiko's monitor.

On the fifth play, Gwen put down the word TORCH, with the H on a triple-letter square, for a score of twenty points. Hah! Not a great score, but still a good word. The word TORCHWOOD on the old tiles of the wall was only a few feet from her chair.

She picked up her five new tiles. The letters were K, N, N, W, O, and D. She already had another O. TORCHWOOD - if Owen didn't use the space.

Owen was glaring at the his rack. Gwen squirmed.

Jack came to stand thoughtfully behind Gwen for a moment. He looked at the letters, raised an appreciative eyebrow, and went to stand behind Owen.

Gwen said, with gritted teeth, "Jack, If you dare to say one word - !"

"I'm good," said Jack, holding his hands out in innocence. "Not a word."

Owen was impassive. He looked at Gwen with impartial hostility. "Impatient, Sweetcheeks?"

"You're taking your time."

"Don't need to, I guess. Might as well play." He was so nonchalant, he might have been whistling.

"So? Play!"

His smile was that of a tiger with its lunch. He slowly and methodically, one by one, on the end of the word TORCH, in the space she'd wanted to use, Owen put the letters B-E-A-R-E-R-S.

"Shit," said Gwen, halfway between awe and fury.

He had used his whole rack. Every letter. Fifty bonus points.

"Bingo," said Owen softly. He smiled carnivorously.

"I wanted to put down WOOD," said Gwen.

"Cute," said Jack. "But you can think of us as torchbearers as well, can't you?"

~ ~ ~

Character: Gwen Cooper
Fandom: Doctor Who/Torchwood
Words: 600

Comments

[crabby-lioness.livejournal.com]

Nice.

[fajrdrako.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Glad you enjoyed it.

[raissad.livejournal.com]

Sweet. :)

[fajrdrako.livejournal.com]

Glad you enjoyed it.

[kimsrants.livejournal.com]

i have a feeling that scrabulous is invading all aspects of our lives.
I finally got down to a reasonable number of games being played at once and STILL have you and your crazy scrabble to deal with!

[fajrdrako.livejournal.com]

i have a feeling that scrabulous is invading all aspects of our lives.

I am so easily addicted. I'm a sad, sad case. So I tried doing a little transferrence of my addiction to Gwen Cooper. Most satisfying!

Martha Jones News (Spoilers)

[raissad.livejournal.com]

Check it out:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/doctorwho/news/cult/news/drwho/2007/11/04/50453.shtml

Re: Martha Jones News (Spoilers)

[fajrdrako.livejournal.com]

Terrific. That really sounds like something to look forward to.