CJ was in his room and Ianto didn't think twice as he wandered in with the laundry.
He expected to find a surly teenage sulking on his bed but instead found a weepy child clutching his pillow.
"Oh, darling," he dropped the carefully folded clothes into a heap and rushed to comfort his first born.
CJ slumped into his chest as he sobbed, his arms clutching at Ianto.
"I think we broke up" he wailed as Ianto said soothing things.
It transpired that Tarn wanted CJ to go on a weekend camping trip with his family but wanted XJ to just be a "mate" in a separate tent. CJ had felt slighted and told him so which turned into a typical teenage tantrum on both sides as Tarn called him a Drama Queen like his father while CJ said Tarn should look on his own mirror, his homophobic dad!
They had stormed off in opposite directions and now CJ felt terrible.
"What if we all go?" Ianto suggested.
"Our family can camp next to theirs and then you can both feel like you have back-up." Ianto frowned, "I'd love to see your father deal with any negative comments about you and Tarn."
"Dad will be on call, he's always bloody on call" CJ groused and Jack's SUV roared up the driveway.
"Let's ask!" Ianto rose and CJ followed with a hopeful smile.
Jack loved the idea. Declaring it wonderful and immediately calling Owen to ensure he had the weekend off.
"We'll take off Friday afternoon and set up camp before nightfall," Jack enthused, "Oh hon, we can use that thingy in the archives I've wanted to try out!"
"No sex toys Dadda!" CJ deadpanned and jack froze for a moment before braying with laughter.
"A tent" Ianto explained with his own mirth contained, "It comes as a small ball but becomes a four roomed building."
"How do we explain that?" CJ looked to his Taddy as his father continued to squeal with glee.
"A prototype for the company Daddy works for" Ianto shrugged and CJ nodded.
"A what?" SJ wandered into the room with his shadow following as she tugged at her plait.
"Taddy?" she asked, totally ignoring the others in the room because they are stupid, "Can I cut my hair off?"
"Huh?" Jack grunted as je stared at his princess.
"What do you want it to look like honey?" Ianto squatted as he reasoned with her.
"I want it flappy like Aunty Toshy's" She explained.
"But her hair is black, yours is brown" Ianto pointed out, "It might not look the same."
She frowned as she thought about it, then looked at her Daddy and saw his horror.
"Don't you want me to cut it Daddy?" she asked.
"I love your hair. So wavy and soft, just like Taddy's when it grows a bit" Jack pouted.
"Then it's time he grew his for you!" she quipped, "I want swishy stuff!"
"Yan?"
"Hows about we try it on the computer so you can see what you will look like before we do it, yeah?" Ianto knew she would hate it and patted his husband's butt playfully as they tried the Photoshop software.
Jack remained in the same spot looking at CJ who looked just as shocked.
"So, going Camping?"
"Yes Dad. Not going camp!"