Author's Note: I do not own iTorchwood/i or any of its characters. This is from an idea from a friend of mine of "iRemember when we were trying to guess how many people could fit in my shower? The answer is 7./i - Torchwood".
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"So," Jack started off, looking over at Ianto. The two of them were alone in the conference room as Gwen went off to take a phone call. He wasn't sure where Tosh and Owen were at the moment and he really didn't care.
"No," Ianto said, without looking up from the paperwork he was making sure was filled out correctly.
"You haven't even heard what I have to say," Jack said, pouting cutely.
Ianto looked up from the paperwork and smiled at Jack's pout. "Fine, what is it?"
"Do you remember when you asked me about the shower?" Jack asked.
Ianto blinked and nodded a yes. "I remember asking you about the water pressure. Is there a problem, sir?"
Jack wrinkled his nose as Ianto called him sir. "No, it's not that."
"Well, if it's not that, is there a different problem?" Ianto asked, moving his pen like he was tapping it on the table but up in the air to not make any noise.
"There's no problem," Jack replied. "It's just that only seven people can fit in there."
"…I do not want to know how you know that," Ianto replied.
"What? We have that clone box we took off of the kid with the spikey hair and the stuffed tiger. I just started with one and then made more," Jack replied calmly.
"What did you do with your clones?" Ianto asked, doing a facepalm.
"My clones can do something I can't – die and stay dead," Jack said with a smile. "So they're gone."
"Fine," Ianto said and sighed, going back to his paperwork.
"Ianto!" Jack said.
"What?" Ianto asked as he looked back up.
"I think I need a bigger shower," Jack said.
"No," Ianto replied.
"You're evil sometimes," Jack said to that with a sigh.
Ianto only raised an eyebrow as he went back to his paperwork. The smile stayed on his face for a long while though at the idea of seven Jacks in a shower.
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