Author's Notes:
For a Guest’s prompt ‘What about the fluffs with the kids? how much trouble could that be . . . .’

Summary: Normally the Fluffs keep the kids out of trouble, but not this time…

Stepping into the Hub after a retrieval mission, the team were confronted by chaos. Children and Fluffs were hurtling about, laughing, screaming, humming, knocking into things and sending them flying, adding to the mess they’d already created.

Tosh stood by her desk, wringing her hands helplessly.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” she wailed, “I was working on a new programme, they got into the cookies and ate the lot while I wasn’t paying attention!”

“Wonderful, now the little monsters are hyped on sugar! Just what we need,” grumbled Owen.

“Lighten up, Owen. One of those monsters is yours,” Ianto reminded him.

The End