Molly!fic

[plumoneoneseven]

Title: Jam Sandwiches
Author: plumoneoneseven
Rating: PG. Because Molly might sometimes say things she doesn't understand.
Warnings: Slash, and it's not your usual. galacticconman requested Ianto/Owen. I said I'd rather not. Then she gave me the idea of Molly. And I damned her to the fiery pit from whence she came. 1st Person. Written by an eight year old (kind of). Extreme

Comments

[nothing_of_note]

Nice to see no-ones told her why I don't work there.

Also good goddess could Ianto get any more stuffy, boy needs more fun!

[plumoneoneseven]

I am perfectly capable of fun thank you. Just because your idea of fun is not my idea of fun.

I happen to find cleaning calming, and I like it when my daughter is clean and tidy too. She does tend to take after Owen more in that respect.

In any case, yes I am glad no one had told Molly why you don't work with us full time, or what it is you do the rest of the time.

Molly has asked for you to come and visit next weekend. She's having a friend or possibly friends over, and I think she wants to show you off to them. Or something. You'd better be on your best behaviour in front of eight year olds though.

The park is always a good bet. I think they're having a sleepover. It's fine with me so long as it's fine with the other kids parents, but Moll wants you, and I said I'd ask.

[nothing_of_note]

Owen always is a mess, I kinda like it.

Do you even know what I do with my spare time?

Sure that sounds like fun. I like the park. Can I bring Rain? Oh that's right you don't know who she is...

[plumoneoneseven]

You encourage it.

Do I want to know?

I do know who Rain is, the trouble is Molly doesn't. I'll check with her if it's alright, she'll have friends here already so I don't want her getting that sort of news with all her mates sitting around. Maybe if you and Rain come early so they can meet beforehand...