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[usedreturn]

Right, again with the mysterious eggs from nowhere. I see how it is.

[The video shows the Azalea Pokemon Center and a still scratched-up Eleven on a couch with his Quagsire, Kirlia, and Sandslash.]

If 'see how it is' has taken on a new meaning and now means 'don't understand a thing.' Because that seems to be what I'm doing. First I get Donna--who incidentally seems to evolve into something that can create black holes and possibly destroy the planet--and now this one.

[Teleporting into thin air beside him is a possibly-sleeping Abra, an egg held securely in his arms.]

What's going to hatch from it--no, no, no, don't tell me, I don't want an answer. Rather I don't want an answer yet. Where's the fun in that, getting answers the second you hear the question? 'Guess what I like and just so you know it's fish custard'? Boring. Where's the suspense to it?

But. Well. Wouldn't want to wait too long. "Guess what I like and you have ten years to think about it before I come back and get your answer?" By the time he's back and waiting for you to say 'fish custard', it won't even matter because it's been ten years and where was I going with this?

Oh yes. Eggs.

So how long will this one take to hatch? Estimates? Assumptions? Wild guesses?

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

No.

[Beat.]

Not at the moment. Can't speak for any extenuating circumstances, you know.

[Smi~ile]

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

There we go! You'd better give me a signal before you do anything bonkers, Spaceman. You're not blowing me up!

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Donna, Donna, Donna.

Would I really do something bonkers?

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

[blink]

Absolutely.

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Good answer.

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

Well, you're still as mad as ever! But how did you manage to get even skinnier.

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

I am not skinner than him! He was a stick! A big, long stick with a bird's nest on top!

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

Then you're a toothpick! And you're hardly one to talk about hair, Mr. Horse's Mane.

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

There's nothing wrong with my hair!

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

Yeah, right. Look at this!

[she raises a hand to start messing with his hair]

Shaggiest thing I've ever seen!

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor responded with a sound that was either a verbal keysmash or Old High Gallifreyan for 'my hovercraft is full of eels'. The world will never know.]

Stop that--!

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

And it's so long! I could probably braid this if I wanted to.

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

You most certainly could not even if I thought I regenerated into a girl at first!

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

[...is that a challenge? that was a challenge. LET'S DO THIS. BRAIDING IS GO] Hold still!

A girl? And you say your hair is fine!

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

It's fine now, I--what are you doing, Donna?!

[FLAILING FOREVER]

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

[ STILL BRAIDING HE IS GOING TO LOOK LIKE THE PRETTIEST PRINCESS ]

But it's long enough that you thought you were a gi- Still! I'm trying to do an experiment and it's not going to look right if you keep squirming!

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Donnaaaaa--!

[THE WHINIEST TIME LORD? just a little.]

[But angry Donna is as scary as...well, anything, so he quits the flailing and sits still.]

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

And here I thought you were supposed to be hundreds of years old. Y'can't even handle getting your hair done! Now, crouch down a bit.

[ she finishes up a braid. however, since his hair isn't long enough, instead of going down like braids should, it's sticking up like he just electrocuted. ]

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Donna.

Really, stop this. Preferably now, though five minutes ago would have been nice.

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

Well, alright. No need to get fussy about it. [ she scoots away, leaving the doctor with one braid sticking from his head like he's a unicorn ]

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

. . .

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[There is an Abra and Sandslash cracking up at this.]

...Adric, Susan, no one asked you.

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

[ donna grins down at the abra and sandslash. these pokemon know what's cool and hip ]

Adric and Susan, huh? Named after past companions too?

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

[Just...going to unbraid his hair now gdit Donna]

All of them are. Most of them, at least. Adric I knew a long time ago. Lifetimes, even. From a little planet called Alzarius. Bit of a pain now and then, but brilliant. Absolutely brilliant.

Susan...well. Susan was just Susan. Special, I guess, in that she came before any of the others. Long before you or even Adric.

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

[ he knows he loves it ]

So, you used to bring people from other planets then? Why'd you stop?

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

I don't exactly have a set system for companions, Donna.

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[nobletemper.livejournal.com]

What, so you'd bring along anyone? Would you take along a bear? Oh, I bet you'd take along a bear if you could!