Come stop your crying, it will be alright (CLOSED)

Sep 05, 2011 21:25

Who: River Song and the Doctor
What: River's loss has officially begun. There's a baby onboard the TARDIS
When: 9/5
Where:TARDIS
Rating: PG with a healthy does of fluff

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hulloeverything September 6 2011, 01:34:04 UTC
Eleven had been taking a walk around the TARDIS, swinging a very odd looking umbrella as he went when he heard the cry. Stopping mid stride he twirled in a circle, trying to suss out where it was coming from. Picking a direction he rushed off, following the noise.

He slid to a stop in front of River's door, staring at it for a moment. "What?" Shaking his head, he burst into the room, looking around. It didn't take him long to see the child. He tossed the umbrella to one side and moved over, scooping her up, "There, there. It's all right. Well... maybe not quite all right. Who are you, hmm? And how did you get in here?"

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hullo_sweetie September 6 2011, 01:44:28 UTC
The crying didn't let up, not even when he came in the room. Even though the infant was swaddled up good and warm, she was obviously getting hungry and fussy - as babies were known to do.

Fuzzy face. Like.

Well, she wasn't very articulate, but she's just a baby, so that's alright. Her crying seemed to lessen as her eyes focused on him when he picked her up.

Obviously, a baby isn't going to know who she is.

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hulloeverything September 6 2011, 01:49:08 UTC
"Fuzzy face? I hardly think I've got a fuzzy face." He chuckled.

"Come on, then, let's get you something to eat." He gently bounced her in his arms as he walked out of the room and headed towards the kitchen. "It's been a good long while since I've done this, but I think I still remember how it goes. Once we've gotten you fed I'll see about finding out who you are, my dear." He tickled her belly for good measure.

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hullo_sweetie September 6 2011, 02:00:22 UTC
No like

Her tiny little balled up fists lift towards his bowtie. That should have been a vital clue as to who this child was.

She was quite possibly the cutest and most hauntingly familiar baby he's seen. Just look at that adorable little face. If only it were possible to scream 'POND'...

You're not milk thing. Want milk thing!

She emphasized that with fussy whimper, which swiftly dissolved when he tickled her belly. Her little feet kicking adorably.

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hulloeverything September 6 2011, 02:14:52 UTC
"What? How can you not li--" His voice trailed off mid protest. She doesn't like the bow tie... she complains just as much as... she was in...

"Oh no. Oooooh no. You're not. You can't be." He paused outside the kitchen, pulling out his screwdriver and doing a quick scan. He stared at her incredulously. "River?!"

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hullo_sweetie September 6 2011, 02:18:23 UTC
Want milk THING!

Guess what? A fussy baby doesn't care about a bewildered Doctor. This time she punctuates her want with a piercing cry. Balling up her fists, scrunching up her nose, and kicking her little pink feet. She was throwing quite the temper tantrum.

Her cries only seem to pick up in volume. It was only natural that a baby wanted it's mother.

Apparently, the castle had just granted Rory's wish. His baby was back.

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hulloeverything September 6 2011, 02:26:54 UTC
He flailed slightly as he rushed into the kitchen. "All right, all right, no need to shout. I'll find your mother in a moment. In the meantime you'll just have to make do with me." He paused as he rummaged in the fridge for some milk. "And that is certainly not a statement I ever expected to make."

Victorious, he warmed up a bottle and held it to her lips, "Come on, now, it's not your mother but it's just as good for you."

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hullo_sweetie September 6 2011, 02:33:45 UTC
If only it were possible for a baby to glare because Melody certainly would be glaring at him. Who did he think he was? This fuzzy face didn't smell like her milk thing and he definitely wasn't as soft and squishy as her milk thing.

Want milk thing. Want milk thing. Want milk THING!!!!

Her cries just wouldn't let up. Not even when he pressed that warm bottle to her lips. Her face scrunched up and her head turned. Her face turning red from the effort she was exerting.

Not milk thing!

Did he really think it was going to be that easy?

God almighty, this girl could howl.

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hulloeverything September 6 2011, 02:40:09 UTC
Thankfully for River, Eleven didn't drop her when she shrieked. He did, however, drop the bottle and get milk all over his shoes. He sighed, shaking one of his feet to try to remove some of the offending liquid. "Fine, fine. You're just as demanding as an infant. You certainly take after your mother, you know."

He pulled his journal out of his jacket as he started walking. "Let's go find your mother, shall we. And do stop calling her 'milk thing' it's very rude, you know."

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hullo_sweetie September 6 2011, 02:44:49 UTC
That journal entry is going to have a lot of crying noise in the background because little Melody hasn't given up calling for her mother.

Milk thing!

Even as an infant, she's a stubborn one.

Milk thing smell nice. Fuzzy face smell different.

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hulloeverything September 6 2011, 02:55:35 UTC
He sighed, "Mummy is far nicer. And fuzzy face? Really? I'm not fuzzy at'all. You couldn't think of anything else? Well, you are an infant, after all, how original could you be?"

He paused, opening the door to the TARDIS and stepping into the open space that his room had become. "Wait... are you trying to tell me I smell?!" Sighing, he peered down at her as he started walking towards the door. He'd been fascinated by this new change of the castles until now. Now the longer distance to the door was just a burden. He smiled a little as he passed by a pair of converse sneakers tossed haphazardly by a chair.

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