Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Written For: Challenge 544: Age at tw100.
Summary: Is Ianto getting forgetful in his old age?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“Another birthday?” Ianto asked as he watched Jack busily icing what was obviously a birthday cake. “Who is it for this time?”
Ever since the neighbourhood had got a chance to taste Jack’s baked goods the first time he’d had a stall at one of Meriel’s school fetes, his services had been much in demand, especially when it came to making and decorating amazing cakes for special occasions
“You don’t know?” Jack looked at his husband in surprise.
“Contrary to popular belief, I am not in fact omniscient. I leave it to you to keep track of your cake orders.”
“Ah, but this one is for family!”
Staring off into space, Ianto rapidly went through all the birth dates of family and friends in his head, but drew a blank. “Are you sure you’ve got the date right?”
“Positive. I’m surprised at you, Ianto! Perhaps it’s old age and your memory is going.”
“There’s nothing wrong with my memory, and I’m not old!” He was only thirty-five, and as immortal as Jack.
“Here’s a clue; it’s a joint celebration, five and ten years respectively.”
Of course! Dizzy’s fifth ‘birthday’ and ten years since Nosy was found. A special occasion indeed!