39
Christmas Eve and the place was in an uproar as Hawk decided today was the day Captain Kitty Hawk had to patrol the village for some reason that both exasperated and amused everyone. Mountain, as per usual, was the calm one who gave the child the tablet with something on it that the child agreed with and again he was in Ianto's new vehicle playing hide-n-seek.
Ianto had considered telling him to cut it out but then weighed things up. After all, not like he needed it, where could he go? Up and down Main Street? It was occupying the kid, let it go. So he did. Instead of trying to understand the strange child, he followed Jack to the area for the go-carts and found the reason for Jack's excitement level.
"Oh my god" Ianto breathed as he took in the huge motorbikes. Several Harley Davidsons stood there on their kick stands like the goliaths that they are, the chrome shining and the tanks of various shades like proud chests on lions. "Cariad… what the hell!"
"A gang. What gang does NOT have a motorbike or two?
Fucking press making a thing of the Hoodlums… let's show them how posh we can be about it" Jack said as he swung his leg over a matt black one and turned it on, the roar almost deafening as he screamed with glee, jiggling in the seat. Ianto was walking towards the dark burgundy one that was almost iridescent when someone had a brain fart.
"Oh no Toto mate, that's too heavy for you to maneuver." Creep Senior said with a sniff of superiority, "These take a fair bit of control around corners. Too much power for you."
Ianto stopped walking, tuning on his heel to stare at the fucktard who had no idea what dragon he had just poked with an incredibly sharp stick.
"Excuse me? Did you say…. I can't?"
"Well… clearly" Creeper waved a hand up and down the handsome man in the two tone suit he was wearing today, the contacting stripes of grey and black striking. Others listening stopped their business to turn and watch, the glee evident as they all saw Ianto's' nostrils flare slightly at the challenge from a lesser being.
"Oh fuck" Skidmark said to himself as he took a physical step back from the heat now pouring off the Welshman.
"Say that again!" Ianto demanded and Jack finally caught the tone, turning off his Harley to tune into the argument and gape as someone did the stupidest thing they could possibly do and EVERYONE knew explicitly to NEVER do.
"I said… I can't. You can't ride something that big and powerful. Best leave it to us big men" Creeper grinned.
"Oh fuck" Skidmark repeated, his hands going to his throat like someone was about to throttle him.
"OOOOOOOKKKKKKKK. Sez who" Ianto smiled, hands going to his hips "You and whose fucking army?"
Jack sighed and looked around for help but knew this man had hoisted his own flag here.
Upside down to show distress.
"CHALLENGE ACCEPTED" Ianto hissed.