7

Hawk stood in the middle of the field with his hands up like he was surrendering to police, the goat herd standing there eyeballing him like he was nuts.

"All I need is a word with your leader" he called out in the deepest superhero voice he had. His black clothing, the bling collar, the mask with whiskers, the head band ears … the tail … the cool gloves he had got for his birthday from an old biddy that had cool pretend claws crocheted on the end of the fingers … Hawk knew he looked scary and didn't want the fainting goats to fall over and die or something.

The King of Goats approached and Hawk said to him "I come in pieces. I come to say ta for the wish. You are a good king, I bring bread."

Hawk then opened the plastic bag the bread was in, tossing the slices into the air as the goats went mad. Think.. feeding huge horned pigeons … bellowing and trampling ensuing as he fed them not one but two loaves with glee.

In the house Jack stood frowning at the empty bread bin, calling back to Ianto "Tiger? Where's the bread?"

Hawk bowed to the goats who didn't give a toss, then swaggered back to the house with glee to find his Daddy looking around the kitchen "Hey-ho citizen. What's the go?"

"No bread darling" Jack huffed with his hands on his hips "weird."

"Never fear... I shall fix it!" Hawk declared in his deep voice, "Wait there."

Jack watched the little boy stomp through the house, the tail bouncing along as it seemed to clap his little bum and then the hum of the car. Jack raced out to watch the little car exit the garage with a mad Kat behind the wheel, head the five car distance to Curtis and Walt's, then the boy did a huge leap out, did the splits and then righted himself, racing to the door to pound on it yelling for help.

Curtis opened the door and looked down at the CKH. "Why Captain Kitty Hawk, what is the problem my good man?"

"Bread! Do not ask questions, only know bread will save the day" Hawk roared with his hands on his hips.

Curtis giggled all the way to the kitchen, to the bread bin and back out with a loaf in his hand, handing it to the little boy with a flourish "Anytime I can assist you Captain!"

"Good man!" Captain Kitty Hawk commended him "You shall be on my Honor List!"

Then the little boy raced to the car… fell over in the gravel… got up and brushed himself off, threw the half squashed loaf of bread in the back… yeah he fell on it of course… clambered in and drove like the hounds of hell were after him, leaning forward over the wheel with a grimace of resolve, the painstakingly slow distance back to the house he had come from, then he ran up the steps and presented the loaf to Jack "Here Citizen! With my best regarding."

"Wow" Jack breathed as he accepted the bread like it was a baby "for me? Why… Captain Kitty Hawk. You are so … wonderful."

"I know" the little boy preened "Now excuse me, I have to put my beast away."

Cue the soft hum of a little electric car going back into the garage.