Pairings: slight Jack/Gwen, if you squint hinted Gwen/Rhys

Gwen sat on the edge of the terracotta, arms crossed, and lips pouting and to her utmost horror in a doll's dress.

Her long dark hair was loose round her shoulders thankfully but it was now extremely glossy to Ianto's constant brushing. That man must have had a doll fetish since childhood – a sign of homosexuality, how could his parents miss it? Then again Ianto had always been a very sneaky man...

It was Ianto who then pulled out a little doll's dress and matching shoes to wear. She looked like some lost maiden in her blue off shoulder milk-maid dress and green flats. However, while it was Ianto's fault that she looked like a lost maiden, it was Owen Harper's fault that she was seven inches tall.

He just had to play about with that shrinking machine.

So now she was sitting on the edge of the pot plant that Jack sat her on, sulking while she was waiting for Tosh to find a way to reverse it.

It did not help that for a good ten minutes Jack and Owen sang Thumbelina over and over again. Good God, how sad are they to watch children movies over and over to the point that had memorized the lyrics?

Let's ignore the fact that she, Gwen Elizabeth Cooper, knew all the Snow White songs by heart.

Sighing Gwen jumped off the pot plant. She was bored and needed to move about. So being left in the greenhouse meant she could have some fun pretending she was the actual Thumbelina and leave Owen to do all the paperwork – aha!

Running about the table and climbing up the pots to wade through the thick soil and green leafy plants Gwen was having fun. She even pulled off a strawberry and laid there eating it slowly – it was so huge! Very luscious and red and...oh so juicy! She now had strawberry juice covering her dress and mouth but it was so worth it. Though she was feeling a little sticky now...hmmm...was there any water around?

Running round the pots and scanning her surroundings, Gwen wasn't paying attention to her hem...which she promptly tripped over and skidded across the table. Teetering on the edge as she clung tightly, so tight her knuckles went white.

"Help!" she screamed. "Someone help me!"Of course no one came to her rescue because no one can hear her little squeaky voice. If she survives this she's going to kill Owen. "Hel-ah!" she screamed as she fell. Her sweaty palms made it too slippery to hold onto the metal table.

She landed with a loud-ish thump and groaned. She felt like she had a thousand hangovers all at once which was something considering she should be dead. She could barely move and as she struggled to get on her knees the floor began to shake. Looking up a giant with big black boots was making their way towards her.

"Help!" she screamed. "Down here!"

SQUASH!

"Hey Gwen, where are you?" Owen called through the plants as he looked through them for Gwen. "Tosh managed to work out how to reverse the process. Please don't be mad, I promise that I'll buy you chocolate every morning from now on...Gwen"

"Have you found her?" Jack asked from the doorway.

"I think she's sulking" Owen grumbled.

"Leave her to it then, she's sooooooooooooooooooo cute right now that I think we should wait for a couple hours or more" Jack said.

"Pervert"

"Now, now Owen please tell me how I'm supposed to shag a girl several feet too small?"

"I wouldn't put it past you working out how"

"I'm flattered" Jack said preening slightly. "What's the squishy sound?"

"Urgh, something's on my shoe" Owen said lifting his foot up to inspect. "Ah...shit"

"What?"

"I think I found Gwen"

"Oh my God Owen, you killed Gwen!" Jack shrieked horrified.

"You bastard" Ianto said from the doorway.

"Err...whose going to tell Rhys?" Tosh asked nervously holding on tightly to the shrink ray machine.

There was a deathly silence.

"You can!" everyone shouted pointing at one another.