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"Marco?"
Jack canted his head as he listened, the trees not helping as they whispered amongst themselves that the stupid human had lost his little nut again. At least, Jack fancied that was what they were saying behind his back. Bloody trees.
"HAWK!" Jack roared, all pretense at being clam and playful evaporating as he squinted, finally seeing a splash of red and with extreme stealth he crept around trees, through brush and he seized the red jacket from behind yelling "GOTCHA!"
The woman proceeded to scream like she was being attacked… granted technically she was I guess… Jack promptly dropped her on her arse and stepped back with confusion as he glared at her and wondered how the hell she got Hawk's Jacket … the little boy that had been the subject of the hunt stood there with his wrist firmly clasped by another woman in a green jacket eerily similar to the one… Hawk was wearing.
"Son?" he said softly "Whatcha doing?"
"And who are you!" the green jacket demanded, her grip still iron clad on the child who was now yanking ineffectually for it's release.
"His father… and you are?"
"Don't' talk nonsense. This little black beast as been going up and down the path with the horrendous dog of his scaring the bejesus out of us." She said in a high pitched wobble voice like she was on the verge of tears. Unfortunately for her Jack knew this tactic, his own mother had been a terrible drama queen capable of that same wobbly voice…. Come to think of it… her neck flappy bits wobbled like that too. He instinctively did not like this woman and decided to let her know.
"Release my child before I arrest you for abduction!" he said in his best Heddlu voice, paired with his hero pose.
You know what?
It didn't seem to work.
Come to think of it… it never worked with his mother either and Jack knew the only thing that had ever worked around his mother was…
"Hawk, there you are darling" Ianto jogged along the path with the dogs in tow, Jill instantly racing for Jack and the Red Jacket still clawing herself up from the ground with a righteous indignity as she seemed forgotten in the conversation was mowed down by the huge dog. Ringo didn't seem to need to do much, he had brought the clever one in the pack and he sat back to let Taddy sort this shit out.
Ianto calmly walked over and seized his child, picking him up as he smiled at the Green Jacket "Oh thank you for watching him. Little sod ran off with his dog, you know what they are like that at this age. No brains at all. Lovely jacket… I take you both shop at M&S too? My goodness the fall line this year is divine. You would look spiffy in their riding coat… did you see it? The tweed is a mossy green and just shots of autumn hues… so warm looking."
"My husband pointed it out in the catalogue" she preened as she ran her hands over the jacket "I like green."
"Suits you, you look so slim and clearly fit. You deserve nice things, the world as it is, little pleasures and all that" Ianto smiled widely then added "Come on husband. Help that poor woman to her feet. My goodness, can't release either of you without leashes… even the dogs seem better behaved!"
Giggles and the women started to walk away.
Hawk looked over his Taddy's shoulder… after the one who had seized his hand and knew she would not be so 'spiffy' when she checks her pocket later and finds the dog poo bag he had with him for Ringo. He had slid it into her pocket with extreme anger… sans plastic bag of course one he had shaken it out.
Since she likes to be green.
Yeah. Definitely a horror this one.
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Lady Emma Wentworth wrote me a Christmas Gift you need to check out called Captain Kitty Hawk to the Rescue!
