TW Fic: "Ain't it Drunky Now" (PG, slight Jack/Ianto, 856 words)

[kayliemalinza]

Title: Ain't it Drunky Now
Rating: PG
Word Count: 856
Setting: Season 2, but brief spoilers only for Captain Jack Harkness
A/N: Written for a prompt given to me by order_of_chaos: "Ianto, in the ballroom, with a candlestick." No candlestick, but I'm sure she'll forgive me. I'm eminently forgivable. ^_^ Title adapted from the James Brown song, "Ain't it Funky Now

Comments

[order_of_chaos]

FICFICFICYAY!!!!

Drunk on what they can't say...
Clearly the imaginary dance-vodka. I know it.

boxes of vodka moving from one floor to another
Knew it. I knew it :P

Gwen smiled. "It's so nice that everyone gets a turn," she said.
This is where this one made me start laughing. And then there was the village bicycle (which no, no, Owen is not) and competitive looking. I would quote the competitive looking, but that would ruin the italics.

Your teaser was a thing of gorgeous, gorgeous descriptiveness. Clack-shuffle.

*mourns lack of right trousers*
But, but, Gwen can totally take him shopping later. Once he's sober. *smirkles*

Gwen gives him a sidelong look right back (slightly obscured by her fringe) that says, Don't call me 'babe.' Unless, I mean, you really want to, then I guess it would be alright.
Gwen's look lacks conviction. I am amused. *g*

Ianto's nose is adorable. And cherry-coloured. I bet the skunks don't have noses that a cherry coloured. *assumes air of superiority*

...and then I would have a tail feather

[kayliemalinza]

FICFICFICYAY!!!!
Your feedback never disappoints. >D

imaginary dance-vodka
I know that, technically, I've already written a fic about that, but the way you describe it makes me want to write the fic again.

This is where this one made me start laughing.
I love that you tell me that! I print out a hard copy of every fic and put a little red star where you say you started laughing, and then I lovingly place the print-out in my Shrine O' Chaos, right next to the macaroni-art imitations of all your icons.

Nnnnnooo, don't let Gwen take him shopping! Ianto in M.C. Hammer pants. My brain (floating in a jar on your mantle) shudders at the very thought.

Gwen's look lacks conviction. I am amused. *g*
Well, would you be very adamant if Jack Harkness wanted to call you 'babe?'

I bet the skunks don't have noses that a cherry coloured.
Yes, but then again, skunks don't look like Bozo either. ::ducks flying objects:: Come on, it's not that bad! He'll stop crying once he's sobered up!

Heh, heh, heh. It is a good day to be Owen Harper.

[lonelyangel_x]

That was fantastic! I've been reading a lot of your fics recently (sorry for the lack of comments, I've only just signed up) and they're all great. This one made me laugh. A lot. I love drunk Ianto. xD

[kayliemalinza]

Ooh, thanks! Always lovely to hear from new readers. :D

[kayliemalinza]

I could hear GDL's voice clearly in my head for this.
Oh goodness, really? I think I need to go listen to him more, because the idea of GDL (or Ianto, for that matter) talking skunk noses kinda boggles my mind. Yes, I know I wrote it. Doesn't change a thing! :P

[demotu]

This is hysterical. You write such *good* humour, that's so so rare and precious. The village bicycle moment, the three looks, Ianto's rising hysteria with the realization that he hasn't actually drunk anything... all marvelous.

[kayliemalinza]

Thanks so much! Sometimes I feel weird writing humour for such an angsty show, but hey. There's funny bits in canon, too. ^^

You know, Owen probably wouldn't mind being the village bicycle....

[jerel]

This was all fantastic. From the village bicycle to Hammer time and shaking the tail feather, I couldn't stop laughing. Can't wait to read the other 4 in the series. :)

[kayliemalinza]

Ahahaha, I win! Thanks so much. ^_^