_Liam's POV_
"Hey, Mom," I poked my fingers in between the bars of her prison, "Dad come yet?"
"Not yet, Dear," she smiled, latching her fingers onto mine, "How's the new school?"
"It's okay," I shrugged, "I didn't end up sitting alone like I was supposed to."
"Like you and your father had decided to," she corrected.
"Yeah," I chuckled, "That."
"So," she smirked, "Did you meet a girl?"
"Well... Sure," I muttered, "I mean... She sits right next to me in Hi- Oh! Mom! Not like that! I'm not that type of alien!"
"Your father was," she reminded.
"I was not," someone behind us scoffed, "Honestly, Rivers, don't be lying to our son, now." We both looked up to see the Doctor, standing there in his full glory.
"Oh! Father!" I beamed.
"Oh! Son!" he teased.
"Not funny," I grumbled.
"I happen to think it was," he replied.
"Hello, Sweetie," Mom greeted, "Do you have something exciting for us, tonight?"
"Why, yes I do," the Doctor nodded, excited, "Run off now, Liam... We're going to see you, later."