"Where shall we begin, dear?" the Doctor asked you as he sat next to you at the table. Your Grandma was across from you both.
You raised an eyebrow at the Doctor. Dear?
"Whereever you think is necessary... Dear," you replied.
Two could play this game.
"The day I met your Granddaughter, I simply couldn't let her go. She made me whole. We've been to so many places," you droned out as you listen to Doctor exaggerate your tale.
At least twenty minutes had passed and the Doctor was still talking. You read your Grandma's body language. You couldn't tell whether or not if she took delight in him.
"Shall we tell her the news, love?" the Doctor asked questionly.
"News?" You couldn't possibly know what the Doctor meant by news. "Why not?" You gave the Doctor a sly smile. You really had no idea what he was talking about.
"I am going to be the lovely father if your grandchild," the Doctor beamed as you watched your Grandma's face become expressionless.
You couldn't help but feeling rage inside of you. What was he thinking? Where was he going with this?
As if to re-assure your thoughts the Doctor chimed in.
"We were really-"
"Out! Get out! Both of you! You've been missing for two years and haven't had time to call?" You were taken back by surprise. You had never known your Grandma as a yelling type of person.
" With all due to respect Ma'am, people assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint - it's more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly... time-y wimey... stuff," the Doctor smiled ever so sweetly.
You couldn't help but smile.
"GO!" Your grandma roared as she pointed at the door.
You were side by side with the Doctor. You got on your tip-toes and whispered in the Doctor's ear.
"You are such a crazy man," you say flirtiously.
"I know," the Doctor smiled down at you, " and I'm all yours."
So currently its 5:45am i have a bad cold and can't fall back asleep so here's an update!
