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Domesticity Becomes You
-She laughed and got up to walk towards the kitchen.- What do you feel like eating? We can have anything you want. -She went to stand at the kitchen counter and cocked her head to the side as she waited. She loved cooking and she didn’t see it as a chore, something to be endured.-
Hm. *He swallows, a little disappointed when she gets up but ultimately knowing that she’ll be preparing something worth the temporary space between them. He smiles, thoughtfully considering her question.* Pancakes. With M&M’s… *He savors the thought a moment.* Anything you’d like to add?
Hmm. That sounds delicious. And I think I’ll make some cinnamon sugar ones as well and perhaps strawberry Nutella crepes? How does that sound? -Jenny went to check the fridge for the ingredients and was pleased to find that they had everything she would need. She had noticed his slight disappointment and went and dropped a kiss on his cheek- No need to rush.
When one of your favorite RP partners is finally online and you turn into an excited puppy.
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//open rp//
Donna sat down, leaning back against the bench with a sigh of relief. She’d been on her feet all day at work, and now it was finally her break, so she’d headed up out of the Hub to get some fresh air. She placed her hands on her belly, relaxing.
Suddenly, she felt something, like a flutter, or popcorn popping, both inside her belly and against her hands. It took a moment to register, but when it did, her eyes widened in shock and she stared down at her growing baby bump. The baby was moving! She grinned widely. “Well! Hello in there.”
Jenny had decided to pop in on an old friend in Wales, but had brought her daughter along with her. She had taken to taking the baby on long walks and found that the rhythm actually calmed Eve down. She smiled as the infant giggled and kicked happily in her arms.
So, she was surprised when she heard a familiar voice speak. She looked to the bench and took in the sight of a very pregnant Donna Noble. “Donna? Is that you?” Jenny moved Eve to the other hip as she walked closer to the woman.
Donna blinked and looked up in surprise. “Jenny? Is that you?” she asked, a smile spreading over her face. She hadn’t expected to see the Doctor’s daughter in Cardiff, of all places— and with a baby!
She shook her head, “This is a pleasant surprise— is she yours?” She asked, gesturing to the little girl.
Jenny smiled at the redhead and nodded. “It is me. Well, mostly me. Missing a few bits and gone a bit forwards but then backwards. It’s a long story.” Jenny looked down at her daughter and nodded. “Right you are, Eve. I am indeed rambling.”
“Oh, yes. This is Eve. She drives her daddy mad when he’s painting so she’s with Mummy today.” Jenny gave the infant a stern look. “Yes, darling. This is Ms. Donna. She’s very nice…hmm? Oh yes, there is a baby in there. …that’s a wholly inappropriate question. You must ask Daddy.”
“Sounds like you’ve been through a bit,” Donna laughed, a smile on her face. It was good to see Jenny again, seemingly happy and settled, “Sorry… are you actually talking to her?”
She wondered who “daddy” was, but decided to save that question for a bit later.
“It’s been worth it. I found Arian and Eve.” Jenny smiled softly at the baby in her arms and dropped a kiss on her forehead. “Hmm? Oh. Yes. I speak baby. She’s very intelligent. Arian says that that’s just how she’s always going to be.”
“Arian is my husband actually. I found him. His TARDIS crashed here. It’s actually a very complicated story.”
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So my brother emailed me this picture with the caption “Now WHO could they have had to deal with to make this law….”
Rule #1: The Doctor lies.
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She laughs. “You’re a lot like your father you know. Always loving puzzles.”
Jenny looked pleased at the thought. “And the running. There’s always running. I don’t do it so much anymore. I have a family.”
“That’s lovely, dear. I’m so happy for you.”
“How have you been, er….what do I call you exactly?”
“I’m Sexy we’ll that’s what your father calls me but you can call me Idris.” she smiles. “I’ve been good, you seem to be fantastic which is lovely.”
She looked a bit discomfited for a moment but decided to ignore the first part. “Idris, it is then. It’s a pleasure. And I’m fantastic. Time Lord husband, Time Lord baby. Happy.” She grinned.
jennynolastname found the blue box at last
She laughs. “You’re a lot like your father you know. Always loving puzzles.”
Jenny looked pleased at the thought. “And the running. There’s always running. I don’t do it so much anymore. I have a family.”
“That’s lovely, dear. I’m so happy for you.”
“How have you been, er….what do I call you exactly?”
Domesticity Becomes You
He does have a TARDIS. -She agreed and decided to let the subject drop. It was still a bit of a sensitive subject for her. So, instead she turned to her husband and smiled at his open and affectionate gaze.- I love you, Arian. My dreamer husband. -She gazed fondly at the paintings on their walls. The walls were awash in bright, vibrant colours. She loved his artwork and so did Eve.- Hmm, are you hungry? I can make us something if you’re peckish.
*Arian smiles, leaning in to place a kiss on her cheek again. She looks a bit uneasy…but he lets her go, for now.* I love you too, Jenny. My ingenious wife. *He grins.* That sounds great. Definitely, yeah, I’d love something.
-She laughed and got up to walk towards the kitchen.- What do you feel like eating? We can have anything you want. -She went to stand at the kitchen counter and cocked her head to the side as she waited. She loved cooking and she didn’t see it as a chore, something to be endured.-
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