"You guys having fun?" The Captain yelled to his team in an attempt to get them riled up.
"Yeah!" The other Torchwood members shouted back just as enthusiastically (apart from Owen, he was kind of in a grump about the whole ordeal).
All five adults were situated in the middle of an indoor ice rink on the outskirts of Cardiff, all wrapped up in duffel coats and woolly hats and scarves as well as padded gloves. Jack had insisted they go for a team day out due to all the hard work and bother that living next to a space-time Rift had caused them, therefore he'd booked the ice rink and made sure that they would be the only people on it. Besides, they deserved some fun once in a while.
"Okay, so we got two hours here, then we'll go for some lunch. Happy skating!" After the boss finished informing them of their schedule, he pushed off from the side of the rink and glided right across it with perfect balance. Toshiko and Gwen clung to one another as they staggered in the opposite direction; after a moment of moody hesitation, Owen called after them and clumsily followed. This left Ianto awkwardly balancing on his own, unsure of who to chill with (if you'll pardon the pun).
"Ianto Jones…" An excited voice emanated from right behind the Welshman, closely followed by two strong arms wrapping around his waist. It was undoubtedly Jack.
"Decided to come back for me, did you?" Ianto twirled around a little gingerly, clinging to Jack as he did so. As soon as he turned to face his boss, Jack pulled Ianto's hat over his eyes playfully, chuckling as Ianto could now see nothing.
"Hey!" He exclaimed as he scrambled to pull the hat off his face. However, because he needed his hands to do this, he was forced to let go of Jack, furthermore he lost his balance completely. Before he knew it, Ianto was helplessly tumbling to the ice, landing with an ungainly thud. "Some help would be much appreciated, thanks." He commented sarcastically as the Captain simply doubled over with laughter, refusing to offer his help for a few seconds as he basked in the amusement of the situation.
"Oh, Ianto… Okay fine, I'll help you. Here-" The boss eventually grabbed Ianto's outstretched hand, though as he attempted to haul him off the ground, Jack himself overbalanced and ended up toppling over right next to his colleague, giggling all the more despite the evident pain.
"Jack, what the hell are you doing?" Ianto shook his head, though he was smiling.
From across the rink, Owen spotted the couple and began pointing and laughed, nudging Tosh and Gwen who covered their mouths as they giggled.
"Need a little help over there?" Gwen called out to them, grinning.
"Nah, we're good." Jack replied, holding Ianto's hand as he began to crawl towards the edge of the rink, clinging onto the side to aid him as he got to his feet. Ianto followed suit, brushing the flecks of ice off his coat and trousers.
They continued as so for the rest of the time – Jack and Ianto fooling around, Tosh and Gwen sticking together like glue, Owen just mocking the others as his unpleasant mood gradually drifted away. It was a memorable experience for the team.
