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The furniture truck backed up to the house and Ianto watched the items get unloaded, quietly saying where each piece went as the Hoodlums tried to help and were told that the delivery men could do it… it's ok. Go back to your things. As they slunk away more than one wondered what Ianto was actually doing in there.

What he was doing was covering the furniture with large drop cloths as he was still painting the walls and now that he had begun, he could not stop. His mind as mad as the rest of him now as he created huge murals on the walls to mimic the outside of the house, like you were sitting in a house with no walls and could see directly to the landscape outside. Each room done the same, even the same child kneeling by the creek to poke at something with a stick, all the different angles dependent on which room… the only room different was the bedroom done in a nighttime-scape. An Owl in the tree with that tire swing.

Ianto was starting to enjoy himself now, knowing it was a bit mad but why not. He had always wanted to do his, to create a huge artwork like this and now that he was actually doing it… it felt really empowering.

"Tiger?"

"Coming" Ianto called back and placed down the brush to go to the back door, the locked back door so no one could peek or come on and interrupt… the now forced open door with Ton in the kitchen looking around with interest. Ah. Right. Mister No-Locks. Jack was beside him with equally large eyes.

"Oi! Ton!" Ianto scolded "This is another house, not ours."

"You are in it, it is your house… ergo… it's ours." Ton said in that slow monotone of maddening correctness.

"Hon… what is this?"

"A dream" Ianto replied "As a young boy I fanaticized about the house with no walls. Then as I grew older it changed in my mind to be one with walls that simply looked like they were not there. Glass ones or… well… I finally got the idea to paint each room like the walls were gone."

"This is… wow babe… this is amazing!" Jack gushed as he started to explore.

"Not finished though. Rude to peek without permission" Ton nodded sagely, and then gave his father a look that Ianto knew well.

"Go on then." Ianto nodded and Ton lit up, shuffling after his Dad to check it all to and make noises of glee as he found his own daughter Tony was the one in a floral sundress dancing with chickens around her feet in the back yard.

"Ianto… this… I have NEVER seen anything like it" Jack finally said softly.

"And it is all mine."