“Jack these creatures are of legend... They don't exist so how can there be one in this valley?”
“You always have to dampen things! Why can't you just be excited that I found something out of the ordinary?”
Ianto rolled his eyes as the two men trudged up the hill towards the brow. He couldn't believed he was walking up a hill to look at some legendary animal... that Jack has apparently found there in the valley. It was pissing with rain and Ianto's over coat was soaking right through.
“I swear to God if there isn't so Dragon or whatever over this brow I will really consider ripping your fucking balls off!”
Jack laughed, wiping his face smearing the rain drops over his face. Ianto was seriously starting to regret even getting in the car with Jack. He was really hoping there would be something there. Even if it was an over sized Bearded Dragon Jack thought was a legendary creature.
As they reached the brow of the hill Ianto stood in awe. Jack grinned triumphantly.
“See I told you he was real.”
“Bloody hell... how'd he get here? I mean... I don't even know what I mean any more.” Ianto muttered, rubbing his eyes with wet hands, before staring at the blood red scaled Dragon in the middle of the bowl like valley, proud and waiting. Jack draped an arm around Ianto's shoulder, pulling him into a comforting side hug.
Fill: Stuff of Legend (Torchwood: Jack/Ianto :PG)
“Jack these creatures are of legend... They don't exist so how can there be one in this valley?”
“You always have to dampen things! Why can't you just be excited that I found something out of the ordinary?”
Ianto rolled his eyes as the two men trudged up the hill towards the brow. He couldn't believed he was walking up a hill to look at some legendary animal... that Jack has apparently found there in the valley. It was pissing with rain and Ianto's over coat was soaking right through.
“I swear to God if there isn't so Dragon or whatever over this brow I will really consider ripping your fucking balls off!”
Jack laughed, wiping his face smearing the rain drops over his face. Ianto was seriously starting to regret even getting in the car with Jack. He was really hoping there would be something there. Even if it was an over sized Bearded Dragon Jack thought was a legendary creature.
As they reached the brow of the hill Ianto stood in awe. Jack grinned triumphantly.
“See I told you he was real.”
“Bloody hell... how'd he get here? I mean... I don't even know what I mean any more.” Ianto muttered, rubbing his eyes with wet hands, before staring at the blood red scaled Dragon in the middle of the bowl like valley, proud and waiting. Jack draped an arm around Ianto's shoulder, pulling him into a comforting side hug.
“So what are we calling him?”