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Ianto clicked his tongue and watched the Goat King approach the fence line to see what he had, the huge head rising to reach over the wire to nibble at the offered plate of apple peel. A certain Captain Kitty Hawk does not eat Apple Peel ta muchly. Each apple to be peeled, then cut into quarters, then each quarter cut across into another two sections and ALL centres to be removed as well.
Damn kid will eat two apples in a sitting and the King here is happy to take the leftovers. Ianto was talking softly to him as he reached out to scratch behind his horns and the Goat groaned happily as he leaned into the affection.
"Tad?"
The Goat reared back and took off, kicking his heels as Ianto tined to look at Walter. "Walt?"
"I almost have the Christmas Madness Special finalized to go out as part of the New Year listing… I was hoping you would do the voiceover for me again. You know everyone loves your voice" Waiter begged.
Ianto nodded and started inside to change into warmer clothing for a jaunt into the movie lot.
John was sitting inside at the table and as he passed Ianto looked down at him with surprise "Johnny?"
"I am not getting younger. I am trying mate… I really am but… Chrys is not falling ya know?" John said with annoyance.
"OK. First of all, does she know you are trying? Is she on birth control? Secondly… chicken pox and mumps as an adult… you might be sterile. Have you got checked for swimmers? And last but not least… does SHE want a baby again?" Ianto said, then headed upstairs to leave John to think that one over.
God… Hawk was a surprise … a wonderful one but… still… at some stage you have to admit that you need to slow down. A baby now? When that baby is the age of this young couple about to have their first happy accident … Christ… will you still be old enough to get around without a fucking walking frame for fucksake.
John really has to slow down. Ianto knew he himself was 52 now… an old 52 despite Jack being so sweet and pretend otherwise. When Hawk has his 21st party his Taddy will be what… 67? God. See? John having a baby now… at what… 58? Jesus… that baby he wants might not have a Daddy come it's 21st and that is not fair either.
Ianto grinned as he thought of himself as an old man, the laughed out loud as he passed one of his canes left leaning against a hallway side table. He WAS an old man, the comfy cardies and the hanky in the pocket for wiping a child's face… another up his sleeve for his nose… oh my god. I am my Taddy.
Ianto stood and considered that, then laughed.
What a wonderful thing to be.