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"Ianto?"
"Hmmmm?" Ianto tried not to roll his eyes as so many conversations seemed started with his name being said in that demanding way. Like… hey you. He looked up at his handsome mate who was clinging to the doorframe as he swung around it to peer in at him. Ianto sat back and pushed his chair way from his desk and watched Jack enter his office now.
"Babe… can I have a baby?"
"Why?" Ianto was instantly on alert.
Jack grinned "I wanna test something out and I need a baby sized lump… come on. You never share. Stop hogging them all. Look… you have three! Hoarder!"
"I will count fingers and toes upon return ya know… no skydiving." Ianto grinned and nodded, watching Jack lift the Moses basket up off the floor by his desk that held Shay, little Harry and Tony asleep in the sun in their own little baskets as well. Jack made a display of stalking off snuggle puss style with their child. Then ianto went back to the paperwork. Twpsyn.
Jack exploded from the house with the basket held high "Got Hir!"
Several men on quad bikes cheered and Jack clicked the baby into a little pod that looked like a clear perplex capsule on the back of his bike, the child now in a weird little bubble. Then they all took off with hoots of glee, a certain little black super hero clinging to the back of the Ton shaped man like a backpack with ears… a tail… yeah... maybe making a weird noise for a siren should any old biddies step out onto the street. Cannot have a citizens mowed down by mistake.
They blasted through the village like a weird biker gang and wound up at the chalets where the huge Christmas tree would soon stand, Jack getting off his mighty steed to remove the slumbering baby from its little safety capsule and he carried the basket up to the waiting display. The others watched as Jack gently placed Shay in the manger and then stepped back with a look of glee "Quick… before the baby wakes!"
Ton rushed to put his crown on and stand next to his wife… a king and queen watching over things. So? Who sez there weren't some? Fen and Walt began taking photos and those around them gushed as well, the nativity display complete with real people and animals standing there as the necessary players was epic. Even the Goat King had agreed to behave… well… ok… the Brussels sprouts were keeping him there… who knew… goats adore the little green balls of doom.
Soon it was done and everyone cheered, the Christmas card for the village assured as Walt and Fen retreated to check their shots for the perfect one.
Jack plucked out his waking baby and crooned "You were baby Jesus… yes you were. How cute too… wait until Taddy sees his little precious … yeah. The whole world will see you … yeah… the star of the show."
Jack rode home with the air of victory surrounding him, the little black child following with his keeper clutched tightly and the siren no longer needed.
Job done!