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Curtis was sitting with Ianto, both of them clipping articles from the local and international press … some papers still to come on the couriers. It had been a success, an amazing success with not only the village heralded for the forward thinking but the entire concept of the reboot crowed of like they had somehow had something to do with it.

Ton would be 'Tony' which everyone found adorable while he glanced at Angel and told them all it might be an onscreen wedding as well. Angel blushing as she flapped her hands at him and said that he was just thinking of the two cake opportunities.

The kids had been well behaved, no one lost a limb and to his immense relief, Monkey did not nut anyone. He was not sure if his excitement could contain the desire for a little nutting … he had been rewarded with extra cake that ensured his father would have a restless night with someone not ready for bed.

The cast and crew were behind this, the studio was for sure… it was Walter's show now and to make things more interesting Walter had let his Taddy write some of the scenes. One he really liked was one about a little girl lost in the fog, a way to introduce the town in the establishing shots. He was reading it through when he realised something.

Not Tad's handwriting.

"IMP?"

"Hmmm?" a vampire slid around the doorframe to glower at him, teeth poking out as Ben and Pen stood back, their own teeth poking out too. He wanted to ask where they had all got the matching capes but knew Tad probably provided.

"Imp … did you write this opening scene?"

"Yes. Taddy showed me how you like it done. I like the fog and mists we get here, it scares some though. Though it might add some flavour. Maybe something in the shadows that turns to bd be a dog watching over her. You could have a dog for a sidekick. A Myfanwy." Imp pointed to the portrait of the long gone dog that Walter had hung on his office wall… for luck.

"Imp … you are a bloody legend" Walter said with delight "I was talking to Aunty Gwen and apparently the are some dogs looking for adoption from the Heddlu pool of retirees like she was."

"Aunty Gwen was adopted?"

Walter went to correct his brother and then started to laugh as he saw the intelligent young man was pulling his leg.

"Can we come look?" Pen ask "Please Tadda?"

"You will want them all. Maybe not if … ah …" Walter saw Maisey peeking from behind Ben and knew he could not say no now, her face one of concentration upon hearing the word 'adopted' so he sighed. "OK … one. We want one!"

"Or two that look the same … for continuity" Imp said pompously and Walter crooked a finger at him.

"Come here, for my lap … come, lay here and I shall paddle your behind!"

Imp laughed as he waved and wandered off, no more afraid of the empty threat as Maisey now wss, her face lighting up as she took Ton's hand and followed him away too.

A doggy?

She wanted a doggy ya know.