54

Mid-morning.

Ianto was walking around the remains of the party while blearily scratching at his whiskers.

Babs was on clean up….ok the Hoodlums were on clean up as their queen watched from the throne she was currently perched on flicking gummy bears at them. She called their names so they could catch hem … she wasn't totally animalistic ya know. Can't waste gummy bears.

Ianto knelt to pick up a glass and looked over the empty table to see Imp and Monkey running with the table cloths for capes. "Ah. That's why everything is on the ground then."

"Dad did it" Ton said as he walked over with his hand in his pocket doing a fair 'Jack' impression, "He was trying to do the magic thing where you pull them off and everything stays there but I don't think everything understood their part in it."

"Ah. The glasses might be French, did he try telling them in French he was going to do it?" Ianto asked calmly, several people turning as they heard a 'Ton' conversation.

"Ah! There ya go then" Ton rolled his eyes, "I don't think he knows French if a bread stick hit him in the eyeball."

"Not entirely his fault though, I did not warn him the glasses were French" Ianto said conversationally as he picked up more, amazed the soft mossy ground had helped protect them and there we few breakages. He looked up to find Ton examining him.

"Tad?"

"Yes my love?"

"When I am a Grup can I have whiskers?"

Ianto sat back as he saw a serious question here, "When you decide you are a Grup you can be whoever you want to be and look however you want to look…unless you want to shave your head. Daddy got a bit upset about that idea, remember?"

"Yeah fair enough." Ton nodded as his hand went to rub his own chin, still looking, "Do they come in different colours like you pubes?"

Sniggering started as Ianto saw the trap and he sighed, "Yes Ton. Mine has grey in it like my pubes. OK?"

Ton nodded, "OK."

He wandered off still stroking his chin as Ianto's father came over to look down at him, "You were very calm there Teddy Bear."

"Gods, just when you think he has asked all the short and curly ones, he gets invested in short and curlys" Ianto grimaced.

"What was that about shaving his head?"

Ianto laughed softly as he explained Ton's desire for wigs.

He thought they were fancy hats.