Fic: They come in batches (Gold dust deleted scene for mtgat, J/I/L)

[amand_r]

Title: They come in batches
Author: amand_r
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Jack/Ianto/Lisa
Rating: PG, possibly pg-13. I'm bad that this rating stuff.
Wordcount: 2, 129. I might have got carried away.
Author's Notes: this is for mtgat, who commissioned it in the help_haiti auction. She requested a deleted scene from We held gold dust in our hands. This is set

Comments

[count_to_seven]

OH Ianto the anal baker <333

So sweet. ...No pun intended.

[amand_r]

haahaha some people i know bake that way! my home ec teacher tried to get us to do that flour thing and the thing with the eggs. WHATEVER, i dump that shit in the bowl a and deal with it. LULZ.

Thanks for reading man.

[neifile7]

I needed to mull over this one for a bit, so later comment than usual.

I wasn't entirely convinced by the idea that Jack would have no idea how to eat the food, at first, but a couple of things made it work for me: the notion that his memory is already quite selective and spotty because he's lived too long (and is human enough still for that to be an issue), and what you show as an acute deprival of domesticity in his life. Which makes Lisa's and Ianto's "gift" here all the more touching and double-edged for him, fraught with both happiness and anxiety. He's still so worried about fucking it up and losing their trust. That comes across beautifully.

Also, the gifts he wants to make in return are just as telling: the ugly bicycle basket and the sifter painted with flames -- practical, fulfilling real needs, but also touched with excess. Owen would say "that is so gay of you, Jack." He doesn't know the half of it.

I really cannot get enough of this 'verse.

[amand_r]

For me it was the pancake thing, because honestly, every Brit that I have met or talked to has expressed genuine revulsion or just unknowledgable curiosity about the syrup on the pancakes element. Then I went to my mother in law's, and she's Chinese, but she's been in the states for decades, and she was like, "get the syrup" and my father in law got out a bottle of honey and I thought, "NO NO NO NO UR DOIN IT RONG". That pretty much cemented that things could be wrong in increments, and more importantly, it's inconsequential and something Jack would have never bothered paying attention to in the US, where pancakes are a certain way and a different way in the UK (my Brit friend makes them on pancake day, but they eat them without the syrup). So honestly, I think that Jack works himself up irrationally, and attaches too much to the pancakes to be rational, but also, it's plausible that he would wonder if there was more to it than "open cap, pour syrup." Even though there isn't

[kel_reiley]

oh, poor clueless jack! that was brilliant :)

[amand_r]

He was! Insecure Jack is insecure.

[laurab1]

Oh, JACK XD

This is all going to blow up in his face.

[amand_r]

No! It totally doesn't! Jack was awesome. They all lived happily ever after.