Double Drabble: Opting Out
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badly_knittedTitle: Opting Out
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badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Twins.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 912: Refuse, at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto is having trouble with the twins.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
The twins were being the twins again, which basically meant they were exercising their rights by saying no to everything. Toddlers were contrary creatures at the best of times, but the twins had turned synchronised refusal into an art form. The way they did it, you’d think it was an Olympic sport, and they were going for gold.
Everything Ianto had asked them, and everything he’d told them to do, since the moment they’d got up this morning just after five, had been met with the same answer. Even when he’d given them either / or options, so they could choose for themselves.
“Do you want cereal or scrambled eggs for breakfast?”
“No!”
“Do you want to wear your red top or your blue top?”
“No!”
Even when it came to fun things, it was no better.
“Do you want to play in the garden or go to the park?”
“No!”
“Well,” Ianto said at last, “Since you don’t want breakfast, don’t want to get dressed, and don’t want to do anything, I’ll just put you back to bed and enjoy the day doing what I want.”
“No!”
“Tough. I’m the Taddy, I can do whatever I want, so there!”
The End
Everything Ianto had asked them, and everything he’d told them to do, since the moment they’d got up this morning just after five, had been met with the same answer. Even when he’d given them either / or options, so they could choose for themselves.
“Do you want cereal or scrambled eggs for breakfast?”
“No!”
“Do you want to wear your red top or your blue top?”
“No!”
Even when it came to fun things, it was no better.
“Do you want to play in the garden or go to the park?”
“No!”
“Well,” Ianto said at last, “Since you don’t want breakfast, don’t want to get dressed, and don’t want to do anything, I’ll just put you back to bed and enjoy the day doing what I want.”
“No!”
“Tough. I’m the Taddy, I can do whatever I want, so there!”
The End
