War of the Roses - Walter Verse part 23

by Awatere11

So ... you think now Ianto is not the mayor you will make a few changes? Forgot something did you? Don't we own 70% or so of said village? Wanna fight about it? Bring it on ... Jack finds himself sinking his teeth into a new project - one the village council may not like but hey - they kicked the hornet's nest here. No idea how far he will go but it WILL be epic. Luv crumblyx

21. Chapter 21

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Ianto couldn't stand it anymore, taking his 'putter cart' and heading to Manny's in the guise of getting fresh bread. Like he might be unable to make his own all of a sudden. He hummed as he drove along, this larger version of the old Mayoral Motor Ton now owned perfect for Hawk who sat beside him in the little car seat with glee, tooting the horn on the fake controls Animal and Skidmark had made for him.

Yes.

Spoilt rotten by the clan, this one.

Ianto slowed and then stooped, his mouth falling open as he came to the Barbie house first. In ALL it's glory.

"Holy Sh…ivers." He breathed, then his eyes went two houses down to the Gorman residence, this one apparently getting an Africa feel to it complete with plastic rhino in the garden. Like … a life sized rhino.

"Cooeeee" Ms Gorman waved happily "Hello Love. See? I've called him Ronnie. Isn't he lovely? Jack is so clever, remembering me talking about that safari I took in my younger days. You should see the lovely flowers he is getting for my baskets on either side of my door. Did you know you can get ones that look like butterflies? He is so sweet."

Ianto took a deep breath and smiled "Yes. He is a clever clogs."

"And Donald, he's loving the new look. They're almost finished" she pointed and he turned to the next house they owned in the street. He blinked, then started to snort with mirth.

Desert.

Ianto drove towards it, Hawk yelling for his Dadda and Jack looked up at them, lighting up as he raced to kiss the baby …toddler… well you know .. he is the youngest little creep. Ianto drank in the house that was now tiled on the front, the front yard almost devoid of life with sand ….yes…real sand everywhere and tuft of grass here and there. The mere cat collection was cute though, the fake mound of dirt for their little home was sweet and it was clear that Donald was smitten as he waddled towards them "Ianto. Do you see, son? I have had these little fellas in my back yard and Jack saw them. Even got those ones there, look … a while family. Even one with his little arms up in the air. Aren't they cute? I collect mere cats ya know!"

"Yes Donnie. I … wow. It is lovely. Those ones by the letter box are large enough for little knitted hats in winter."

"OHHHHH!" hands flew into jazz hands as the old man gushed, Ton joining in as he screamed that the biddies could do scarves as well

Mere cats the size of small children stood sentry guard as the fence line, four of them.

In the winter snow they would look cute all rugged up.

Gods, Jack was on a roll, wasn't he?