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REC: FUTURE WAYS OF DEALING WITH STRESS by CELEBRIAN
Title: Future Ways Of Dealing With Stress
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
celebrian
Genre: Fluff, Humor, Crackfic
Rating: PG-13
Summary: No matter how experienced you are, dealing with Alien/Futuristic tech might have a consequence, even if you are careful when trying to categorize it before it goes to the archives.
Status: Complete
Length: One-shot
Length: 6,411
Warnings: NONE
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Aah, another kid fic! Must admit that this was the very first Torchwood!Kid fic I read. When you read Kid!fics, it's usually about the kids of the TW3 members, so this was new. There is just something about the actual Torchwood 3 team themselves turning into kids... *laughs* Reading about Kid!Jack is always wonderful because for one, you don't see many of them at all and secondly, you get to see snippets of a life that is usually a whole 180 from what is shown in the actual show. Of course I must admit, what made this fic even more appealing was the slight Gwen-bashing... *coughs sheepishly*
~*~*~*~*~
“Yan…”
The young voice muttered uncertainly whilst clinging on to him, and Ianto held him tighter. “It’s alright; these are the people I was telling you about before,” he explained.
“This is Tosh,” he introduced, “and Gwen.”
“Hello,” Gwen waved at the boy.
“And Owen,” Ianto introduced him to everyone.
“And who the hell is this?” Owen snapped and gave him a glare. “Does Jack know you’re babysitting God knows who in the Hub? And, what the fuck were you doing?” He added, noticing that both Ianto and the kid were soaking wet.
“He said the F word…” The little boy whispered and giggled, covering his mouth and pointing at the funny man before beaming a smile at Ianto who had apparently chuckled at what he said.
“He usually does, we’re still trying to train him so he stops, but we’ve never managed.” Ianto said winning himself an eye roll from Owen before he sat on his chair and started chewing his pen.
“So where is Jack?”
“I think that is Jack,” Tosh said with a small frown and looked from the boy to Ianto, who nodded at her.
~*~*~*~*~
Author:
celebrianGenre: Fluff, Humor, Crackfic
Rating: PG-13
Summary: No matter how experienced you are, dealing with Alien/Futuristic tech might have a consequence, even if you are careful when trying to categorize it before it goes to the archives.
Status: Complete
Length: One-shot
Length: 6,411
Warnings: NONE
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Aah, another kid fic! Must admit that this was the very first Torchwood!Kid fic I read. When you read Kid!fics, it's usually about the kids of the TW3 members, so this was new. There is just something about the actual Torchwood 3 team themselves turning into kids... *laughs* Reading about Kid!Jack is always wonderful because for one, you don't see many of them at all and secondly, you get to see snippets of a life that is usually a whole 180 from what is shown in the actual show. Of course I must admit, what made this fic even more appealing was the slight Gwen-bashing... *coughs sheepishly*
~*~*~*~*~
“Yan…”
The young voice muttered uncertainly whilst clinging on to him, and Ianto held him tighter. “It’s alright; these are the people I was telling you about before,” he explained.
“This is Tosh,” he introduced, “and Gwen.”
“Hello,” Gwen waved at the boy.
“And Owen,” Ianto introduced him to everyone.
“And who the hell is this?” Owen snapped and gave him a glare. “Does Jack know you’re babysitting God knows who in the Hub? And, what the fuck were you doing?” He added, noticing that both Ianto and the kid were soaking wet.
“He said the F word…” The little boy whispered and giggled, covering his mouth and pointing at the funny man before beaming a smile at Ianto who had apparently chuckled at what he said.
“He usually does, we’re still trying to train him so he stops, but we’ve never managed.” Ianto said winning himself an eye roll from Owen before he sat on his chair and started chewing his pen.
“So where is Jack?”
“I think that is Jack,” Tosh said with a small frown and looked from the boy to Ianto, who nodded at her.
~*~*~*~*~