aviv_b_artwork | Myfanwy's Favorite Christmas Gift (Reply)

TITLE:  Myfanwy's Favorite Christmas Gift
Author: Aviv_b
RATING:  PG
CHARACTERS:  Ianto, Jack, Owen and Myfanwy
DISCLAIMER: Not mine; Aunty B's and RTD's
WORDS: ~ 555
SUMMARY:  Pretty much what it says on the box.

A/N:  Hey, its scorching in Chicago today, so why not a little Christmas in July?
A ficlet inspired by some banter following this drabble: http://aviv-b.livejournal.com/110602.html.

“Oi you’re bonkers.”

“I’ll admit it’s a bit unorthodox, but…”

“Unorthodox, my arse,” Owen retorted. He looked over as Jack entered the main area of the Hub.

“Harkness, did you actually Ok Tea Boy to do this?” Owen asked as he pointed up toward the top of the Hub.

“What… oh that,” Jack said smiling at the noises coming from Myfanwy’s nest. “Sure, why not.”

“I’ll bloody tell you why not. You’ve got a pterodactyl in the Hub, watching sitcoms on a television. Does that not strike you as a little bizarre?”

“Compared to what?” Ianto snarked. “Weevils? A man who can’t stay dead? Medics who drink too much and shag themselves senseless every night?”

“It really made good sense,” Jack told Owen. “You complained about her damaging your medical equipment, Tosh was upset that her computers were always shorting out, Gwen said the cookies in her desk were being stolen. Not to mention that she was bothering us when we tried to watch movies.”

“And If she didn’t like them, she’d peck at the screen and then at us,” Ianto added. “It could be very, uh, inconvenient.”

“Stop! Way too much information. Don’t want to hear about the two of you being inconvenienced.”

Well it was. You try having a pteranodon’s claw land on your bare bottom and see how you like it,” Jack retorted.

“I think I’ll pass,” Owen said as we walked away in disgust.

Up in her aerie, Myfanwy loaded a new disc into her TV/video player. It had taken Ianto less than a day to teach her how to load and unload the discs and adjust the volume. She had figured out how to move back to favorite parts and replay them all by herself.

Jack and Ianto knew that she favored comedies and musicals. She would often join them when they watched a movie on Tosh’s giant monitor. Her least favorite were gangster films. The gun fire would either set her to attack the monitor or flee to her nest if the noise was intense.

“So how’s our little couch potato pteranodon doing with her latest set of shows?” Jack asked.

“She’s really enjoying the Monty Python discs, and the Walt Disney classics. Especially Bambi, she’s probably already watched it a dozen times already,” Ianto replied.

“And she loves that Animal Planets ‘Cats 101’ video. I think all the different breeds of cats fascinate her.”

Jack smiled. “Probably as choices for dinner.”

“That’s not funny Jack. Myfanwy is a sensitive and intelligent creature. It’s got to be very boring for her to be spending so many hours indoors during really cold weather.”

Jack wasn’t going to argue with Ianto. All he knew was that since giving Myfanwy her Christmas present, vandalism in the Hub had markedly decreased. They rarely came in to find paperwork flung all over the Hub. Electric wires were not longer chewed to bits and Owen didn’t find his gurney up by the conference room anymore.

Up in her aerie, Myfanwy sat mesmerized watching her Cats 101 DVD.

“Oh, that striped cat would make a nice meal. And that naked cat looks just like chicken!”

She looked in disgust at the Siamese. “That cat’s so skinny; it wouldn’t even make a good snack."

Myfanwy drooled as she looked at the nice fat Pesrian. "Nom! This video from the Food Network is the best Christmas gift ever!”