A/N: This is for evilpinkbutterfly101 who wanted a sequel to Gareth and gave me the idea for this. I suggest reading Gareth first.

Disclaimer: I own nothing apart from Gareth.

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"Daddy."

Jack moaned and rolled over, trying to cut out the voice that disrupted his sleep.

"Daddy," repeated the little voice, accompanied by a little poke into the small of his back.

Jack shook his head and mumbled incoherently into the pillow but that just made his assailant try harder.

"Daddy!"

Giving up on falling asleep again Jack sat up and lifted the small boy into bed beside him.

"What is it, Gareth?" he asked, stifling a yawn.

"Hungry," Gareth said, reaching out a tiny hand and messing up Jack's hair even more.

"Where's your Tad?"

"Work. Said big aliens here. Help Auntie Gwen and Auntie Tosh and Uncle Owen," Gareth said with a slightly lisp.

"What! And he didn't wake me? Iantois so stupid sometimes," Jack said, climbing out of bed and reaching for a shirt.

"Tad said you look after me. He look after nasty aliens."

"What have I said before? Not all aliens are nasty," Jack reprimanded lightly "now, what did you want for breakfast?"

"Chocolate!" cried Gareth, bouncing off the bed and bouncing up and down as Jack pulled on his short.

"No, no chocolate before 1 o'clock. You know how annoyed your Tad got when you had chocolate for breakfast last time. He was very upset with Daddy and took away some of Daddy's favourite things. What else do you want?"

Gareth paused in his bouncing for a few moments and scrunched his face up in concentration.

"Wheaty biscuits," he said eventually and resumed his bouncing.

"Okay, wheetabix it is then," Jack said, picking up the bouncing child and tucking him under one arm as he often did, and carrying him to the kitchen.

Plonking Gareth down on the kitchen table he began is daily task of searching for the ever elusive cereal. After a few minutes of pulling open random cupboards he gave up and turned to the happily smiling boy.

"I give up. What filing system have you and your Tad chosen to torture me with today?"

"Alphabetical," grinned Gareth.

"Okay," Jack nodded and turned back to his cupboards. A few seconds later "it's not here."

"Alphabetical by first ingredient," Gareth said, reciting what Ianto had said earlier.

"That's just strange. Did you come up with that one on your own?"

Gareth nodded, unable to speak round the thumb now lodged happily in his mouth. Jack shook his head, knowing that only Ianto could stop Gareth sucking his thumb and went back to finding breakfast.

Jack was just getting out of the shower when his mobile rang. Before he could reach it he heard Gareth answer. Pulling on some underwear on grabbing a pair, Jack half walked, half hopped towards the sound of his voice.

"Yes… No… Shower… Wheaty biscuits… Okay… Bye bye Tad. Love you."

"Care to tell me what your Tad wanted?" Jack asked, leaning against the sitting rooms doorframe.

"Wants us to go to work. Aliens are being mean," Gareth said holding out Jack's mobile and going back to watching Flint the Time Detective.

"Did he say when?" Jack asked.

Gareth just shrugged in reply, concentrating more on his cartoon than Jack. Jack sighted in exasperation and went to finish getting dressed.

"Right, little man," said Jack, switching off the TV and picking up his car keys "ready to go save the world?"

"Okay," Gareth said, hopping off the sofa "but only if Bunny can come too."

He held up the small pink toy bunny rabbit that Ianto had bought for his first birthday.

"It's not very manly," Jack said but Gareth just pouted at him "alright but don't throw it at Uncle Owen again. Even if he does call you Titch."

Gareth grinned happily and slipped his tiny hand into Jack's considerably larger one, Bunny dangling from the other.

"Can I play with Auntie Gwen today?"

"She might be a bit busy," Jack said, grabbing a pad of paper and Gareth's crayons from the table as they passed "but I'm sure Owen will be happy to see you."

"Okay. He's scary."

"I know. Just give him a kiss and he'll be nice to you."

"Okay," Gareth said, nodding as though the world suddenly made sense "Bunny can give him a kiss too. Then he'll be very happy."

Jack nodded, internally grinning at the memory of the last time 'Bunny' had given Owen a kiss and how Owen had refused to talk to anyone for at least a week after.

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A/N: That's all for now. I hope you like it so far. Review?