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Jack entered the house with the tubs of ice-cream and noticed straight away his Best Boy was not in his bed, nor was the dog. He put the tubs in the fridge and went searching, finding the door to Ianto's Throne Room ajar and Ton's voice softly sliding around the doorframe.
"So … Princess Leia was stuck and the only way to save her was the Trash Compactor that ejected the waste into the void of space" Ton's voice took on a mystic quality and Jack smiled, imagining little hands sweeping as he spoke and he couldn't resist, pushing the door and peeking around to find Ianto on the loo with Ton on his big boy stool keeping him company as they often did.
Ianto's' eyes rolled and then settled on his husband with soft affection.
"So. Hans and Luke have to save her in the smooosher." Ton had his hands now squishing together with a grimace, "The trick here Tadda love, is not to get smoooshed too."
Ianto loved the way the word Smoosh got the extra long ooooo part and was resisting the urge to giggle which would mean a reprimand for not getting into the spirit of the exercise, able to say calmly, "Right."
"So … the Death Star. Right" Ton shifted and made eye contact with Ianto, "Imagine Tadda. Imagine that hole part with the little sharp teeth that all fit together, it sort of swings as it opened and the hole gets big. Right? (Insert Tadda nod here) So imagine your bum doing that."
"It has teeth?" Jack said with mock horror, "Darling. I am so glad you are too young to know how dangerous that kind of talk is."
"Dad if you are not helping then you are part of the problem!" Ton growled, his hand flapping back at him to shut up, "Now help by making smoooshing noises or something for the love of froggies and kittens."
Ianto bit his lip as his eyes danced with mirth, Jack shrugging and then making swishing wave noises that had Ton clasping theatrically ay his head, "Oh Dadda. Just …. Just stand there and look festive."
"Festive?" Ianto choked as Jack blinked and then shrugged again.
"Right. Tadda, is your bum hatch ready to open?" Ton demanded.
"Yes Captain Toninator" Ianto said with wide eyes, "I feel it…my smooosher is activating. Thank the stars you were here to evacuate my dumping grounds."
"Good, good" Ton rose and hitched up his saggy pants like a boss, "I am gonna go help Badger. He needs a time out after all that scratching."
Jack watched the door close before slapping a hand over his mouth to smother the laugher that was bubbling up, Ton bound to hear him in the hallway otherwise.
"Glad you find it funny, I just came in here to hide for a while thinking he was asleep" Ianto glared as Jack sniggered.
"Aw honey, it's OK" Jack crooned, "You are far too pretty to be a storm trooper."
Ianto glared, then snorted as he slapped a hand over his own mouth as well.
Both men knew they could never watch the movie scene with their son again, the urge to howl with laughter would be far too much.
"Oh Cariad?" Ianto said and Jack looked up from his boots with a grin, "Nice smooshing noises."
"Smooooooooshing excuse me!" Jack slapped at him as they finally gave in, their laughter soft as Ton roared in the distance that Badge was digging another hole and he found ice-cream in the fridge.
