Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto, Evil (The Master)/Good (Eleven), Evil/Someone he picked up in a spaceport
Warnings: Crack, Evil being Oblivious and Evil, Poodles, Ianto being sneaky
Spoilers: Not a thing.
Disclaimer: I don't own either Torchwood or Doctor Who, which I think is a shame really.
Author's Note: Yes, another Armageddon fic! This is written for bookwrm89, because she asked and it's her birthday. Happy Birthday, hon. Hope you enjoy it. I'm also using this story for my Long Live Bingo Prompt, Birthdays, even though I'm fudging it a little since the hellspawn hasn't been born yet it's still getting a present.
Summary: Evil has been up to his old tricks, and it's up to Death to find the very best pet for a would-be Anti-Christ. Only Ianto would rather be having sexytiems with Apocalypse.
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