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Log with Ianto: The Proof is in the Pudding
Sulu knew that this was one of those Terrible, Horrible, Rotten, No Good ideas that he was occasionally prone to having. He was grounded, after all; inviting Ianto over to prove that he wasn't just making up the things he'd been talking about was kind of pointless if you couldn't get to the car to prove any of it.
Still, he'd heard his parents leave to visit his aunt in Bakersfield, so... why not? It wasn't like they'd notice - he was really good at hiding his tracks. So, he'd invited Ianto out to prove that his universe really was all he'd said it was. It was the least he could do to prove he was seriously as awesome as he made himself out to be, after all. So, he waited in his room for the inevitable worldhopping Ianto Jones, wondering if that was too specific a place but figuring that worldhopping itself was already pretty specific an art.
Still, he'd heard his parents leave to visit his aunt in Bakersfield, so... why not? It wasn't like they'd notice - he was really good at hiding his tracks. So, he'd invited Ianto out to prove that his universe really was all he'd said it was. It was the least he could do to prove he was seriously as awesome as he made himself out to be, after all. So, he waited in his room for the inevitable worldhopping Ianto Jones, wondering if that was too specific a place but figuring that worldhopping itself was already pretty specific an art.
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"Well. We're not exactly a rare phenomena, around here," he said with a laugh, "And we're not that different from anyone else, are we?"
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"...are you kidding me?" he asked. "Of course you are. You're... You're so American," Ianto said, with a laugh, because that really was what they said to describe people like Sulu in Wales. "And. Let's put it this way. How many Welsh kids have you met, before me?" he asked, raising an eyebrow again.
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"Hey, man, I'm from Earth, born and raised," he said, dropping the topic of the Federation, "So I'm not a spaceman. And peach ice cream can't be that new, it's pretty basic as far as flavors go." He took another spoonful to prove that it was normal to him. Not that that would prove it was normal in general, but there wasn't much he could do for that one. "I can't help it if cavemen haven't invented it yet."
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He paused for a moment, before shrugging. "No, it's alright. I mean. It's pretty cool, everything here. Aliens and space travel and the sort." He glanced sideways at the other boy, suddenly realizing something. "So wait. If there are aliens here, that means that...there are humans out there on alien planets? There are people out there that live in space? That there are people out there that aren't from Earth?" He should have made the connection a while ago, but for some reason it didn't occur to him until just then that that was even a possibility.
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He couldn't help but give Ianto a look at his sudden revelation, nodding along slowly with what he was saying. "Well, uh, yeah. Of course there are people not from Earth - I thought we covered that with the alien part. And there are people on the moon, and ambassadors on other Federation planets, so... yeah." He shrugged, a little surprised Ianto was only just realizing this.
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Ianto realized that he was getting awfully geeky, there, so he tried to rein it in a little. "Hope that something exciting happens in my lifetime. I'd hate to be living in one of the most boring towns ever in one of the most boring periods of history there is, after all. I mean. We've only been to the moon, us. And that was just a landing, no...I dunno, colonies or anything."
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"Well, either way," he said, scraping the inside of his bowl and feigning complete nonchalance, "I guess you can come hang out here if the 21st century ends up being boring or whatever."
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At Sulu's other words, though, he shot him a look, his eyebrows raised. "Oh, you guess, so, huh?" he prompted. "Well. I hope I'm not boring you too much, for you to be so reluctant to have me back and all..." he kidded, joking around.
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"Besides, it's... I dunno. More interesting showing stuff off to someone instead of just doing the same things you always do, I guess." He shrugged.
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He waited another moment, but it was starting to get at him, and he figured he might as well just come out and ask about it. "...we're...going to have to start heading back, soon, aren't we," he asked, although it was less of a question and more of a statement, considering he was pretty sure that he knew the answer already.
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"But, at least there's still the drive back and stuff, right?" He knew Ianto was impressed by his car, no matter what the boy said or didn't say, so at least he could offer that as a sort of parting gift.
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"...was it really alright for you to sneak out with me like this?" he asked, after a moment, as he opened the door to the shop and held it open for the other to exit before him and lead them in the right direction. He hadn't finished his shake, yet, but he hoped Sulu wouldn't mind him walking with it, or anything like that.
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So, he grinned, moving only when he knew Ianto was going to keep pace with him, not wanting to lose the other kid again. "Yeah, it's cool. It's no big deal, at least - I try not to break the rules too often so that when I do, it's not such a big deal. Y'know?"
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"Well, I'm always in trouble, myself. If we do get caught, I'll take the blame, say that I coerced you into taking me out or whatever. Doubt that we will, though. You said that they'd be out for most of the day anyway. I mean, the sun isn't even really setting yet, we'll be fine," he reassured the other boy. It was true, after all. He didn't really have a problem taking the fall here. After all, he was going to go home and have to take the fall there anyway.
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"What am I going to say? A kid from the 20th century showed up in my room and demanded me to show him the future?" He rolled his eyes, grinning. "Nah, it's okay. I'm not going to get in trouble - it'll take them at least an hour to even start thinking of coming back, and I'll be safely in my room by then. Nothing to worry about - a piece of cake." At least, so long as there wasn't too much traffic. There never really was, but pedestrians could cause a problem this close to the touristy area of town.
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