Ivy introduces Harry to Patrick. And plays in the bounce house - AIM Log

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After stetsons_r_cool gives Ivy a bounce housezaa_lord comes over and meets terrorxtrahot.



Patrick: *eyes Harry*

Ivy: DADDY! COME BOUNCE!

Harry: *stares at Patrick* Daddy? ...what the

Ivy: *keeps bouncing, does not explain*

Patrick: She kinda picked my boyfriend and me out as her new dads

Harry: Uh huh...I see. I think

Ivy: *bounce* Kincaid is rather busy! *bounce* And Ianto is an Archivist. It's quite a logical choice. *bounce*

Harry: *hear that sound? That's Harry's brain breaking and Lash trying to fix the pieces* Archivist. I thought they were all female. *confusing The Archivist with little a archivist*

Patrick: That's a small a not a Capital A. Ianto oversees the Torchwood Archives

Harry: Well that makes far more sense.

Ivy: *bounce* They are both suitable fathers. *bounce* And they got me ponies.

Harry: Ah so they are spoiling you already? *turns to Patrick, yep there is a grateful look there*

Ivy: Her name is Pinky Pie. *bounces around, finally falls over and giggles* She's not a real pony. There is also Rainbow Dash. And the unicorn from the other dimension. *nods* Can we get ice cream? *puppy eyes at Patrick*

Patrick: *laughs* Every little girl should have some My Little Pony toys. *offers his hand* Patrick Logan

Ivy: Mr. Dresden is my oldest friend. Be nice to him, Daddy!

Patrick: I am being nice Ivy honey don't worry.

Harry: *is trying not to tower over Ivy's new dad*

Ivy: *climbs out of the bounce house, then falls over from too much bouncing*

Harry: *goes over and helps her back up* You okay there? *amused. Just a little*

Patrick: *runs over to check on Ivy* I hope he didn't give you anything dangerous this time.

Ivy: *pouts, has a scraped elbow*

Harry: *is trying hard not to go into mommy mode and letting Patrick handle it*

Patrick: *pulls out Bactine and a Band Aid and gets Ivy all patched up*

Harry: *yep missing his kids..damnit*

Ivy: *tries not to cry*

Patrick: *picks Ivy up and cuddles her* It's okay honey, it's okay.

Harry: *wibbles and steps back some*

Ivy: *sniffles, clings to Patrick*

Patrick: *kisses the scraped elbow* It's gonna heal right up I promise.

Harry: I'm glad you found a good family kiddo.

Ivy: It was easy once I knew where to look.

Harry: *nods slightly*

Patrick: *goes quiet for a second or two* We were the only good ones without kids I guess.

Harry: She's giving you and your partner that chance then. It’s good you're grabbed with both hands. I adore my own kids.

Ivy: *picks her head up* You have children? *not written down or not of this timeline, Ivy is confused*

Harry: *nods* A daughter from Susan and ...well the second child is a bit harder to explain.

Patrick: *thinks* You came with the other guy with a staff right.

Harry: *nods* My husband.

Ivy: *grinning* You are married?

Harry: Yes. You'll be amused who too kiddo

Ivy: I doubt that. *she's bad with emotional stuff, not stupid or blind*

Harry: Okay why don't you guess then

Patrick: Can't miss the eyes I'm sure.

Harry: *goofy smile*

Ivy: *giggles* He's always loved you.

Harry: Yeah well it took me time to get there.

Patrick: *chuckles* Been there Harry trust me.

Ivy: *rests her head on Patrick’s shoulder* We should all have dinner.

Harry: John and I started at odd with each other. Took me a bit to realize we were just taking vastly different paths to the same goal...*pauses* Dinner?

Patrick: Yeah....bring John to dinner. Our house is too big.

Harry: *knows that feeling*

Ivy: Friday?

Harry: I'd have to ask John. He's the organized one.

Ivy: Call us. *gives Harry the name of the vineyard that's Torchwood's cover job*

Harry: *taps her nose* You are being too adult again

Patrick: *nuzzles Ivy* I'm warning you now I don't eat meat.

Harry: *chuckles* I'm sure I'll survive a night without. My profession requires fastings or even very specific diets done over a period of time.

Patrick: I don't force my beliefs on anyone. I just didn't want you to think it was weird I wasn't eating the same meal as the rest of you.

Ivy: *wiggles because she wants down* We can eat tofu. It's good with steak sauce. *mun knows from experience. Don't ask*

Harry: *holds up a hand* I've met odder than vegans. I'm a wizard. I've met creatures that drink Lust.

Patrick; *lets Ivy down and laughs* I'm just your average ecoterriorst turned good. Scariest thing I've done is blow up a spaceship.

Ivy: *wanders over and hugs Harry around the legs* he can protect me very well. *because she's got a feeling Harry's worried about that*

Harry: You and John should get along well then. both of you are planners. *gently pets Ivy's head* If you feel that he can then I'll trust your judgement. *picks her up and hefts her to his shoulder*

Patrick: *grins* I may not have magic, or alien dodads and supershiny powers, but I'm still dangerous don't worry Harry.

Ivy: *giggles when she's picked up again, look at Harry, though not in the eyes. She knows better.* Do you still have your kitty?

Harry: I believe it Patrick. *bounces her some.* Mister? Yep I still have him. He still rules the house with an iron paw.

Patrick: *snorts* A cat...we have a dragon and a firefox...who actually is on fire if you upset her.

Ivy: *looks at her Daddy* Mister is not like other cats. He's better.

Harry: I have a temple dog who is actually part celestial being. *smiles* And I've had monkeys throw flaming poo at me. Not one my favorite jobs. *looks up at her*

Patrick: *smiles* I'm not a pet person normally but we had a weird adventure lately and we kinda wound up with them.

Harry: Yeah. I got a couple pets from that too. A foo dog and an ice dragon.

Ivy: I think he had a zoo that needed a home. *that whole place confused Ivy, she doesn't like to think about it*

Harry: Given what John got. Yeah I agree.

Patrick: Tiger cub right. *grins*

Harry: Fits him with his tiger soul.

Ivy: *rolls her eyes that Patrick thinks he knows everyone so well, goes back in the bounce house to play. Silly Daddy.*

Patrick: Don't over do it this time Ivy or no ice cream.

Ivy: *bounces a little gentler this time* Be careful with Mr. Marcone, Daddy. He is like a tiger and he has claws. *bounce, bounce, bounce*

Harry: He's a mob boss with a heart.

Patrick: I'm used to claws don't worry. My last girlfriend had a good pair.

Harry: *chuckles* I'm sure he'll get a kick out of that

Ivy: *bounces more* Mr. Marcone gets kicks? *confused like crazy*

Patrick: It's a saying, honey. It means he'd liked what I just said.

Harry: *chuckles*

Ivy: *stops bouncing, thinks, nods* Oh. Yes. I suppose he would enjoy that.