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[so Donna's had her hands full, what with her BFF going home, and then discovering an /exceptionally/ rambunctious toddler. One who thinks that the cats are toys, which means that she's had to shut a certain grumpy tomcat in a closet to keep him from eating the baby for breakfast or something. and then she's had to baby-proof her room, except the baby is totally smarter than she is and has managed to get into ALL HER STUFF. not only that, but she's temperamental - much like Donna at that age - and insists on having her way; if she doesn't get it, she will plop to the ground and look EXCEPTIONALLY SAD with huuuuge brown puppy dog eyes.
anyway, her daughter's finally taking a nap, curled up with the less evil of Donna's two cats, and Donna smooths her red-brown curls, smiling a little. and then she notices that she's particularly cool, and that she has two heartbeats.]
All right, which one of you Time Lords misplaced a baby? Seriously, you lot, do I look like your baby-sitter?
((ooc: aldkfjadf sorry for dropping tags on Donna's last post, I got distracted by BABYPLOT. Also I fail. ;;]
anyway, her daughter's finally taking a nap, curled up with the less evil of Donna's two cats, and Donna smooths her red-brown curls, smiling a little. and then she notices that she's particularly cool, and that she has two heartbeats.]
All right, which one of you Time Lords misplaced a baby? Seriously, you lot, do I look like your baby-sitter?
((ooc: aldkfjadf sorry for dropping tags on Donna's last post, I got distracted by BABYPLOT. Also I fail. ;;]