Challenge 841 - Irrelevant
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Title: Irrelevant
Character: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 841 - Brace/Braces at
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Summary: Ianto's grammatical knowledge is ruining the moment. A double drabble.
Jack slammed the boot of the SUV with a grin, locking away the captured weevils. ‘Another night’s good work.’
Ianto checked his watch. ‘A brace of weevils and it’s not even ten thirty yet. Night’s still young,’ he said, knowing what came next and knowing that they had more than enough time to savour it.
Jack quirked an eyebrow at him. ‘A brace?’
‘Well, there’s two of them. That makes it a brace of weevils.’
Jack frowned. ‘I thought you told me ages ago that the plural for weevils was a “shitload”.’
Ianto rolled his eyes. ‘Well, obviously that’s true enough, but you’d need more than two for it to be a shitload. That would be like saying that two seagulls is a flock, or two crows is a murder, or two flamingoes is a flamboyance, or–’
Jack grabbed him and seized his mouth in a kiss, just to stop Ianto from babbling on. He didn’t want to hear any more about murders and flamboyances and whatever other clever things Ianto knew about. He only broke away when he felt Ianto completely give in. ‘So, are we done now with the grammar lessons?’
‘Yep. Just a brace of lovers now.’
Jack slammed the boot of the SUV with a grin, locking away the captured weevils. ‘Another night’s good work.’
Ianto checked his watch. ‘A brace of weevils and it’s not even ten thirty yet. Night’s still young,’ he said, knowing what came next and knowing that they had more than enough time to savour it.
Jack quirked an eyebrow at him. ‘A brace?’
‘Well, there’s two of them. That makes it a brace of weevils.’
Jack frowned. ‘I thought you told me ages ago that the plural for weevils was a “shitload”.’
Ianto rolled his eyes. ‘Well, obviously that’s true enough, but you’d need more than two for it to be a shitload. That would be like saying that two seagulls is a flock, or two crows is a murder, or two flamingoes is a flamboyance, or–’
Jack grabbed him and seized his mouth in a kiss, just to stop Ianto from babbling on. He didn’t want to hear any more about murders and flamboyances and whatever other clever things Ianto knew about. He only broke away when he felt Ianto completely give in. ‘So, are we done now with the grammar lessons?’
‘Yep. Just a brace of lovers now.’
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Date: 2024-12-01 10:18 am (UTC)