10

The kids were reenacting the 'dickhead thing' on the riverbank for those who wanted to watch. Ianto was not even looking as he spoke quietly to the Judoon who had arrived to check if the 'bubbas' were OK. What made Ianto pause was when John rushed in excitedly with a couple of kittens in his hands, gushing that he had found some little fluffs for the babies.

"Oh no" Ianto said softly as Gabriel started to scream with delight, rushing to snatch the orange tabby one and hold it high in the air, declaring it Sunny.

"Then the black one is mine!" Deston asked "So rude."

"Well… they cannot be separated, so little. Gabs gets both of these ones, one for little Star. So, I got you this little grey and white one a bit older and OK to be a single guy" Jonh produced another one from inside his jacket "See? The only one with two colours like this."

"John… kittens? Are they even housetrained?" Ianto asked, the horror on his face making John laugh as he assured him that they were pets, had been raised in a loving home and were housetrained. No messes on the floor.

Ianto relaxed a bit as the kids continued to yell and compare, the poor little kittens tucked into clothing like Uncle Johnty had bene doing and then they took off with the kittens, as if they were extra appendage.

"Hopefully they all come home again" Jack said with concern, the thought of a child forgetting where they put one real.

"Don't worry… I saw the way our one kept counting them. They will all come back. I will need to go get food for them" Ianto replied as he handed the sleepy baby off to a startled John and wandered off to see what might be available for little kitten tums.

"I didn't think about food" John said with interest "He is such a nurturer"

Jack nodded happily as he began a long winded discussion about the new training facility for the kids.

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"Taddy… I didn't think you liked cats" Rhiannon said with surprise as she saw the little ginger kitten asleep in the middle of the coffee table like it had every right to be in a 'no bums allowed' space.

"I don't" he replied sagely "and really... it' not cats so much as Flerken."

"Oh Taddy… those things are myth and legend" she laughed as her childhood book she liked was all about a Flerken called Goose. Yeah… the images were graphic. Ianto did not like those things when they were not in 'Cat Mode' at all.

"Well… I do admit… he is growing on me" Ianto admitted as he settled to watch the tiny creature sleep.

"Well, I can see that from the removal of the fruit from the fruit bowl" she giggled as she pointed at the kitten's bed.

"Well, blame your little brother for that. He just tipped the entire thing on the floor like it was no big deal and placed the sleeping thing in there. It didn't even seem to register the plonk." Ianto blustered, this side of him always one that made her giggle. Flustered, blustery and a little… well… happy.

"Taddy, I am glad you are happy. That he makes you happy and things are going well" she sighed "But there is a problem."

"Is the baby OK?" he instantly went to worst case scenario.

"No .. I mean… yes. The baby is fine. No, it's not that. It's fuckface."

Ianto's smile disappeared as he frowned deeply "And what does Fuckface want?"

"To see the kids. He had petitioned to see them and have them for a few months. Like he is fucking father of the year all of a sudden, demanding I stop impeding access to them. Impeding access. He chose to fly to the other ide of the rock with his piece of fluff. They say she can't have kids. I can't help but wonder if she thinks she might eye up mine and take one or something. He is all lovey dovey and would let her ya know."

"Well I wouldn't" Jack said as he entered the room, listening from the kitchen with a sleeping baby in his arms as he tried to clean her bottle. "Don't' worry darling. Me and Tad will take care of old Fuckface."

"Oh my god Tee… in front of the baby" she gasped theatrically, and Ianto rolled his eyes.

"We agreed to give up on it. Owen was writing so any IOUs for the swear jar it was just not worth it anymore. Besides. Gabriel learns them all for the Blumanchu behind our backs, of course he will teach his sister them in due course." Ianto assured her "So… off ya go. No worries. Jack thinks if we speak normally and do not give those words special preference, they will not pick up on them and not use them. I think he's full of shit but there ya go."

"Oi!" Jack spluttered "I am standing right here!"

"And as I said… there ya go."

Rhianon roared with mirth as Jack looked confused and the baby gave a loud fart as if to break the silence.

"Oh wow…. Her that?" Jack crowed "A Boeshanian fart if ever I heard one!"

Ianto silently looked at his daughter as the tiny black kitten's head appeared from Jack's tunic, reaching out a tiny paw to place on the baby like declaring she was it's prey or something. Rhiannon let out a squeal and then smothered her daughter in a pillow so as not to wake the baby, the fart apparently not even making her stir.

Bloody hell.