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Gabriel had his new hat, the 'dreads' long around his face and touching his shoulders plus some even had wire in them so he could make shapes. He was standing in front of the mirror admiring himself when his father walked past the bedroom, paused, then backed up to gape, the baby Judoon now sitting on the small baby bump like it was a seat.

"Gabs… Whatcha doing?"

"My disguise" came the reply "to infuriate them."

"Infiltrate?"

"What I said old man" the sage reply came as the boy moved to a side angle of himself "Does my bum look bigger?"

"Oh my goddess" Jack gaped, his hand not holding the Judoon against his chest going to his throat in a pearl clutching motion "Look at you. Oh my… I have never seen more of myself in you than in this moment. Sort of chokes me up."

"Hmmmmm" Gabriel let his hand smooth the blue tights that left nothing to the imagination and Jack frowned.

"Son… are there undies under those? Your tackle seems to be a bit… bumpy."

"Don't be silly" the boy snorted as he moved to view the other side of himself with equal glee "Pantie lines are sooooo last year."

Now Jack had the snorting giggles as he moved away quickly smothering them on the head of the Judoon who was glaring back at her brother as she knew he looked ridiculous and if she could speak yet she would tell him so in such a rude manner.

Oh yes… she was learning to talk and she knew many words even if she did not speak them yet and when she finally would… she would be bilingual and they would be so fucking sorry her deep growly voice had picked up so many of those words from Uncle Owen and Johnty.

Oh yes.

So fucking sorry.

"Babe… have you seen Gabby?" Jack asked as he shot into the living room where Ianto had photos scattered all over the large coffee table he liked for such mess.

"Hmmmm?"

"He is preening… looked so much like me I wanted a to take a photo" Jack gushed, sitting and letting the Judoon down onto her feet and after a moment's confusion at the loss of his grip she did the most natural thing to do in her world.

The little beast ran.

"My little Star" Ianto grunted as he felt her slam into him and he started to fall, catching her as she squealed and was thrown up in to the air to land on top of him and he laughed as he let her squirm in his arms then with a kiss, he released her to run off into the house.

"Shit." Jack sighed, "She's off."

"Doors are all shut, made sure" Ianto said distractedly, looking at the photos again and Jack slid to the edge of his seat to look too.

Areal photos?

"Babe?"

"With the power of Voodoo" Ianto muttered.

"What?"

"Remind me of the babe."

Jack blinked, siting back to stare at Ianto with confusion, then he got it "Oh my god. Are you quoting from The Labyrinth?"

"You started it with the babe."

"What babe."

Ianto snorted softly, then they both sniggered a bit at such an old, often not even understood joke, then Ianto sighed "I am looking at where I can fit another generator shed for the Judoon. They want a sweat lodge."

"What?"

"Hmmmm."

Jack found himself screwing up his face "Sweaty Judoon… er…. OK. We won't have to go too, will we? Like… we don't' have to partake to show solidarity only… they will be naked and our daughter naked is… well… a male one doesn't bear thinking about."

Ianto laughed loudly now as he pointed at him "You are seriously thinking about their meat and two veg? Oh lover… finally something that makes you a prude."

"Well… I don't want to put them to shame is all" Jack said, then laughed as well. "Ewww."

"Well… let's not go there but you likely already did" Ianto sat back "And no. It's something they do in secret like… a ritual thing. We would likely not be welcome but they would never say so and we would be in the way. No. We don't have to partake of naked Jadoon sweating."

"Ewww."

"Right!" Gabriel said as he stormed into the room to look at his parentals "I am not finished!"

"Socks…. Shoes…. Tights… long sleeved turtleneck skivvy and gloves… hat… what more do you want love?" Jack frowned.

Gabriel pointed at his face with a sarcastic snarl like Jack was the thickest man in the world.

"Ah." Jack said softly and then decided to be a coward here "Taddy?"

"No… I will not let you paint your face blue" Ianto said without looking up for the photos and Jack was again amazed at his ability to know instinctively what Gabriel was about to ask for.

"But Taddy…."

"The old biddies will want kisses, and it will smear all over them and they will be too polite to scold… then you will not get Old Biddy kisses anymore." Ianto moved the photos around and leaned close to one, humming to himself and then siting back to ponder. "Besides, what if they think you really are one of them. Have you seen their mamas whacking their arses when they are naughty? Any mama, any child. You would get whomped an awful lot."

"Well… shit."

"GABRIEL!"

"Gerbrrrrrrrlllllllll"

"OH MY GOD!" Jack leapt to his feet "Her first word. Gabriel, she said your name."

"No father parental unit man… she growled. It sounded more like she called me a Gerbil."

"No… she scolded. Oh, my little angel faced pumpkin…. You said Gabriel right?"

"Geeerbrrrrrrrlllllllll" a little sausage finger pointed at Gabriel, and he frowned.

"I don't know if I like being called that." He told her.

"Guuuuuuubbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrr?"

"Yes. Goober is better." Gabriel nodded as he went back to preening and that is how, by his own Broken Harkness Filter that Gabriel inadvertently created a brand-new nickname for himself that he did not like half as much as Whitemanchu.

Goober had become!