Jack and Ianto sprawled on the sofa, watching some daft movie while dinner was cooking. It was Boxing Day, the day when there’s still more than half the turkey left, but that’s fine because no one’s tired of eating it yet.
Christmas was perfect this year, just the two of them enjoying a few days off and being traditionally festive, with crackers, paper hats and bad jokes.
The peace was abruptly shattered by a familiar sound as the TARDIS materialised and the Doctor burst out, his latest companion in tow.
Ianto raised an eyebrow. “You’re a day late!”