Shoot (short oneshot: 403 words)

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"Ianto please" tosh pleaded "we're friends ... aren't we?". Ianto smirked "not right now we're not." . Tosh glanced out of her hiding place at the rifle like gun ianto was holding. Gwen had already been caught, scarlet spattered the hub like in the horror movies. Tosh tried to run, she really did. Ianto just laughed at her efforts and pulled the trigger. Red exploded in the hub, tosh's once white shirt suddenly a not so lovely shade of deep cherry.

The Welshman rushed expertly up the stairs in the hub taking refuge by jack's office. He cocked his gun and aimed it. There was the medic. Owen seemed to be on the lookout for ianto. The youngest member of the team wasted no time. No mercy. He released the trigger and within a matter of second red covered Owens shoulder. The medic yelped spinning round drunkenly. Ianto smirked and shot again, this time hitting Owen square in the head spilling crimson around the medic. Ianto took off again running like a mad man. He couldn't get caught.

Jack. He was the only one left. Ianto stalked through the hub. He had to do this. He may love jack. But he could show no favourites. There could be no place for love in this situation. He turned a corner and froze. He was face to face with the captain... and a barrel of a gun. "Sorry ianto." The captain apologised, not sounding at all apologetic. He aimed the gun at Ianto's chest. He shot.....

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"Oh come onnnnnn" ianto whined as yellow bloomed over his chest. "I so nearly won that!". "But you didn't" Jack laughed. Tossing the paint rifle to the side. "IANTO!" Owen bellowed "this paint has turned my hair red.... did you really have to hit me twice". Ianto shrugged "Sorry Owen I hit you in the shoulder it then I remembered you specifically said no paint in hair ... I couldn't resist". The medic grumbled and trailed off across the rainbow coloured hub to the showers for the second time muttering something along the lines of "fuck this team building shit".

Ianto sighed as he cleaned the various paints off the hub. He noticed the blue, green and orange paints from Owen, Gwen and tosh were spattered liberally across the hub. Well that was quite worrying considering no one had actually been hit with those colours. For field agents they were terrible shots.

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