Q.E.D. by smokeringhalos
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Title: Q.E.D.
Author:
smokeringhalos
Genre: General
Rating: PG
Summary: Ianto gets a bit of help with an avant-garde problem.
Status: Complete
Length: 1829, Oneshot
Warnings: None
Comment or Excerpt from fic: I loved Ianto and Martha's conversation over the phone. ^_^ I would really like to read more stories where Ianto and Martha become friends. :3 And aww, I love how Jack reacted at the end. ^^
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Ianto's mobile rings while he's stirring milk into his evening tea. "Ianto Jones."
"Hello, Ianto Jones. What colour is your necktie?"
"Chartreuse," he answers, lips twitching up at the corners.
"Of course it is. My brassiere's fuschia, in case you're curious."
Ianto sets his spoon on the serviette. "I couldn't be less curious, as fate would have it."
"Just as well I don't depend on you for satisfaction, then, isn't it?"
"Pity, you've ruined it now. I'd a mind to ask if it was good for you."
There's a brief pause on the other end followed by easy laughter. "Blinding, it was. Absolutely the best ever."
Lifting his cup, Ianto settles back in the chair. "It's to be expected, really."
Author:
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Genre: General
Rating: PG
Summary: Ianto gets a bit of help with an avant-garde problem.
Status: Complete
Length: 1829, Oneshot
Warnings: None
Comment or Excerpt from fic: I loved Ianto and Martha's conversation over the phone. ^_^ I would really like to read more stories where Ianto and Martha become friends. :3 And aww, I love how Jack reacted at the end. ^^
~_~_~_~_~
Ianto's mobile rings while he's stirring milk into his evening tea. "Ianto Jones."
"Hello, Ianto Jones. What colour is your necktie?"
"Chartreuse," he answers, lips twitching up at the corners.
"Of course it is. My brassiere's fuschia, in case you're curious."
Ianto sets his spoon on the serviette. "I couldn't be less curious, as fate would have it."
"Just as well I don't depend on you for satisfaction, then, isn't it?"
"Pity, you've ruined it now. I'd a mind to ask if it was good for you."
There's a brief pause on the other end followed by easy laughter. "Blinding, it was. Absolutely the best ever."
Lifting his cup, Ianto settles back in the chair. "It's to be expected, really."