I'm bored enough.

[amand_r]

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[amand_r]

Tosh was tired and her feet hurt. Jack want around for another pass, and she thought she could see the sheer terror in his eyes. That was not reassuring.

Ianto was face down on the other side of the room. He could have been dead. He could have been unconscious. He could have been faking.

Only Gwen was immune, and she was wasting her time turning around, showing off, and possibly doing the Hustle. She was a little young for that.

"Toshiko," Jack said as he passed her, "you have to get it this time, because I CAN'T KEEP DOING THIS!" His voice got louder as he sped past her and moved farther and farther away.

"I don't know why you can't do this," she groused. Her feet really hurt. She passed Ianto and thought about veering off and crashing into the side like he had. His arm twitched. Faker.

Jack pinwheeled his arms and almost ran into Owen, who, once he had gotten moving, was so intent on staying upright and mobile that he couldn't concentrate on anything else. Tosh thought to herself that this might very well be the most ludicrous-

"I'm going to hit it this time!" Gwen said, raising her arms and aiming. Tosh raised her gun and waited.

Gwen's gun sounded over the hideous ABBA song and the bullet embedded in the mirrored surface. It slowed. Tosh fired and took off the left side. Smoke poured out of the mirror ball and it stopped turning.

"Waterloo," sang the overhead speakers, couldn't escape iiiiifffff IIIII waaaanteeeeeedd tooooooooooooooooooooooo…"

Tosh watched the sparks fly from the DJ console and the mirror ball. Ianto lifted his head and glanced about. Faker.

Gwen skidded to a top expertly and Owen fell down where he was. Tosh watched Jack deliberately run into the sidewall and cling to the wooden ledge. She followed suit because it looked like the easiest way, but at the last minute she tried to use the rubber stoppers on the toes and she tripped and fell. Jack managed to half catch her, but her belly hit the wooden partition and the wind went out of her for a second.

"Toshiko, you roller disco queen," Jack drawled, his face painted with relief. He clutched her arm and they led each other to one of the round couches, where they collapsed. She still had the Vorgon gun in her hand. "That was possibly the worst thing we have ever had to do."

Tosh shook her head and stared at the mirror ball, still embedded with lasers designed to incinerate anyone who stopped skating in the rink. "I will never understand some people's ideas of fun."

Jack unlaced a boot. "I'll say." He glanced up at Ianto, still immobile in the corner. "GET UP, YOU WELSH FAKER."

Tosh smiled and lifted a foot. The wheels on the rollerskates turned absently. "I saved us all."

Jack smiled and waved at Gwen as she dragged Owen off the rink. "Yup, you did."

"Good. Unlace these things."

***

[cruentum]

I know this is about Tosh being awesome, BUT OMG IANTO! OH LOL!

But Tosh *was* awesome.

[amand_r]

WELSH FAKER.

[opium_and_tea]

Ha! LOVE IT! Behold the awesomeness that is Toshiko.

[kel_reiley]

i fucking love you

[amand_r]

ROLLER DISCO TOSH COMES IN RED AND LAMÉ

[kel_reiley]

yer killin' me here

[amand_r]

GAH. I HAVE TO FINISH THESE TONIGHT.

[kel_reiley]

i'm still working on my 5 things fail fic

[amand_r]

HAAAHAHAHAH MINE WAS LOLTASTIC.

[kel_reiley]

I HAVENT READ IT YET! i've got it open, tho

[amand_r]

haaahahahaha.

[neifile7]

GodDAMMIT, Mandr. Now I am seeing Jack on skates with his coat FLYING behind him, doing a fierce circuit to Abba. Imma have NIGHTMARES, woman.

Little Welsh faker. Yes, he knew it was the worst thing they'd ever have to do, so he opted for dignity and cowardice.

[amand_r]

YOU SPEAK THE TRUTH.

QUESTION: WHEN HE SKATES, ARE HIS HANDS LIKE BLADES?

[blue_fjords]

Awww, ABBA! I, of course, have to boogie when I hear ABBA. But I don't have the grace for roller disco. Way to go, Tosh!

[amand_r]

I TOO SUCK AT ROLLER DISCO. I BROKE MY ARM ROLLER SKATING.