TITLE: Pizza Delivery TIME/DAY: 3-6-08 late at night TAKES PLACE AFTER/BEFORE: CHARACTERS: John (but he left) open to any Torchwood or Dr Who folk or anyone WARNINGS: Sexual intentions….hard as groping people
“Pizza calls,” Captain John said, to a man who walked by with a pizza. “Hey, cowboy, I called for the Pizza.”
The man stopped and looked at Captain John, “Er, I am sorry, I missed ya.”
“Hmm, I missing me would be a mistake,” John replied to the man. He stepped up to the man and took the pizza box from the man. “Thanks.”
“Uhm, that’s twenty quid,” the man said.
“Oh,” John said, cocking his head aside. “You’re cheap are you? And cute. But cheap,” he eyed the man up and down. “Why don’t we go for a walk, eh? You and I?”
“Uhm, sure,” the man said. He wasn’t sure, but, the man didn’t like John.
“You saw something you shouldn’t see,” John told the young man. “I hate when people see things they are not suppose to see.” John opened the box of pizza. “Why not have one?” the man looked at it. “Come on, nothing to fear from one slice of pizza.”
The young man shivered and took one.
John shoved the box of Pizza in the young man’s face, pressed his lips and his body up against the young man’s body. He pushed back into an alley way and into a wall. The young man hadn’t a chance to yell because John was passionately kissing him and groping him. John was all over him and soon the young man was returning the kiss.
Than, John released the kiss but kept his body against the man, “That was a very nice kiss,” he said, smiling. “Oh, dear,” John said, raising a hand to his lips. “I’m afraid your gonna need a Doctor. . . and I do say, I know one but he’s afar. But, I call him for you.”
He pulled away and watched the man collapse to the ground. “Sadly, good kissers always seem to be the ones who die.” He bent down searched the man. He got the man’s wallet and he searched more. “Oh, look, your delivering to tourist section in back section. . . Jack, you ordered pizza you bad boy…” He even found the young man’s mobile phone.
He checked the calls on the phone, last one. “Oh.” He dialed it. He told the other person on the other end. “Pizza fails!” he said in the phone. He dropped the phone allowing to fall on the dead pizza’s man body.
“Death by pizza, tsk, tsk,” he smiled. He walked off. Hoping, Torchwood find the body and get a clue who’s back. “Johnny boy is back! He’s here to have a wreck with Jack.”