Bubbles of Madness - Walter 31

by Awatere11

So you have bene asking and so... you horrible people.. is has come. The flu that is not just the flu is about to hit the lovely village of Shangri-La making Ianto take drastic action even as others scoff that it is just the flu and everyone is being silly. We shall see.

38. Chapter 38

38

Hawk was up to something, playing in the Goat Chopper and then moving on to the new People Mover. Ianto was glad to leave him to his games, glad Mountain was watching over him with that stupid look of adoration Skidmark always had for Babs. Really… Mountain needs a good woman and a few kids of his own. He is such a nurturer for a six foot four 340 pound lump of muscle.

Ianto was on a mission with the last of the Christmas things to deliver around the place disguised as food parcels, the large baskets with food on the top to cover the gifts that would be slid under the trees that next night. It was Christmas Eve tomorrow.

He drove around delivering them to graceful parents and some to the elderly who reveled in the secrecy even if they knew the gifts they would find in their smaller baskets were for themselves from the wonderful man who looked out for everyone. It was all about the spirit of it and the atmosphere around the village was electric.

The tree in the main roundabout had extra decorations the kids had made and although it did change the ascetic of the tree Ianto loved it all, knowing this was going to be a special Christmas. The outside world might be in chaos but right here in this little bubble of calm, they had nothing to worry about.

Ianto worried enough for everyone.

Finally Ianto stood in the Christmas House and stared at the room that had held so many baskets of goodies and felt a solid satisfaction in the emptiness of the place. It would take him so long to refill, so many more shopping sprees and little excursions to do so once lock-down was over… hell… all the on-line shopping in the meantime.

"I'm a shopaholic" Ianto said to himself with wonder, shaking his head like it had never occurred to him before why Jack didn't' even look at parcels that arrived or check the name, simply put them in Ianto's office.

Ianto felt a little remorse for his madness but then he heard a child screaming with glee outside as a pack of wild ones rampaged past and he let that thought go. You know… it was not that bad of a thing to be a sharer of wealth right?

Well... that's what he told himself as he started to clean things up so he had room to start the Easter baskets soon.

What? So what if there was an Easter room in the house… what of it?