Log with Ianto: The Proof is in the Pudding

[parked]

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.

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[torchwoodteaboy]

"And I'm just some kid from the past. Exactly as advertised," Ianto said, with a cheeky grin of his own. He glanced down at his watch. It'd be any time now that the worldhopper would take him and send him on his way. "Tell you what. Next time, you come to Wales, yeah? There's plenty that we could do in Cardiff. Better not get into any more trouble, though. We got lucky that your parents were away today, and that they trust you home grounded by yourself."

[parked]

Sulu nodded and crossed his arms behind his head. "Sure, okay. Wales it is. Old school European standards and all, right?" He would probably want to read up on etiquette and stuff. Ianto didn't have the ability to do that (and hadn't needed it), but at the very least, Sulu could make it easier to blend in if he had to.

[torchwoodteaboy]

Ianto shrugged, slightly. "Well, I'm not sure that I would say 'old school European' exactly, but then again you're coming from 200 years in the future, so. Maybe that's right. We don't wear cravats and breeches anymore though, so don't go too overboard, yeah? I catch you saying anything like 'cheers' or 'old chap' and I'm kicking you back here straight away," he said, with a grin.

[parked]

"Don't worry, I didn't mean it like that." He scratched the back of his head, "Besides, man, if you did, wouldn't you have shown up wearing stuff like that?" But he hadn't, and besides, Sulu knew that the 20th century wasn't that backwards. Really, he did.

[torchwoodteaboy]

"No," Ianto said, looking down to his jeans and t-shirt, "no, I guess you're right. I wouldn't have..." He laughed slightly, just as the device that the worldhopper had given him started to vibrate in his pocket. He shifted, digging it out, and looked down to see that it had started to count down from a minute on the display. He suddenly didn't really want to leave at all, but he knew it was for the best. Stepping back, he nodded to the device in his hand. "I've got..." he checked the display. "50 seconds..."

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Sulu nodded as Ianto told him how long he had, even though he really wasn't sure what he could say in fifty seconds. He didn't really have a lot to say, though, so he just grinned and held out a hand briefly. "Well, I guess I'll see you around the community, or whatever. And... I guess I'm coming to Wales sometime."

[torchwoodteaboy]

Ianto nodded, smiling slightly as he took Sulu's hand, shaking it firmly before letting it drop. "Guess you are, aren't you?" he said, with a bit of a grin. "Well. It's been fun, yeah? Try not to crash the hovercar and get grounded again, yeah?" he teased, slightly.

[parked]

"I think I can manage. I've been flying for years, after all." He gave Ianto a wave and took a half-step backwards, just in case there was some kind of beam or something involved. The last thing he needed was half of him ended up in Wales. "Good luck, man."

[torchwoodteaboy]

"Thanks, you too." Ianto nodded in return to Sulu, and a split second later, was standing in the living room of his house. Just in time for his father to come in and demand where the hell he'd been for the whole day, in a tone that pretty much confirmed he was going to be in heaps of trouble. And yet. He didn't mind too much. It'd been a pretty amazing day, after all.