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The band closed down and the clan took over the stage, the instruments a collection of things from a Celtic snare drum to a shovel guitar. Then Ianto finally gave in and walked in his robes to the front, the mic in his hand rising as he let out a mighty roar that had people freezing with shock. Not a love song, a sweet melody or call for harmony... oh no ... Toto was on fire. Heavy metal rang out, filling the woods as Ianto roared and screamed 'Get Down with the Sickness' and Hoodlums rushed to make a mosh pit.

Stephen glanced at Sam and saw that she was struggling to get her shoes off to join in as she laughed and he held out his hand, both running to head bang as his Taddy swung into another song, death metal this time that will have his throat stripped bare by the end of the night and the dogs howling along with him.

As the night wound done Ianto changed to more traditional rock n roll and a sweet serenade with his husband that had people enamoursed with the raw love as 'Time after Time' seemed to be their song.

"Tired" Ianto croaked as Jack carried him in his arms, "Good day, tired now."

"hush baby, I got cha" Jakc slurred, drunk enough to slur his words but sober enough to know the precious cargo he was calmly climbing the front steps with, where Imp was sitting on the top steps with Monkey, little faces long with fatigue. They were in PJs and obviously had been put to bed by someone silly enough to think they would stay there.

"Come on boys, lets go get the bed ready" Ton said as he ran up past them and then headed in to fold back the bedding, Ianto still liking the huge bed by the open fire and Jack settled him on the bedding, then started to remove his shoes as Ton sorted the two little boys, then all of them clambered into the bedding to wait. They were soon all cuddled tighter, Ianto spooned by his husband as he flung his arm across the children and snored softly.

A good night closing donw.

A new day about to begin.

They would be ready to go.

As are we.