SWEET SIXTEEN!

[ladyoftime]

For this occasion, the TARDIS ballroom is decked out with banners and all manner of things that are strangely appropriate and much better than anything the Doctor could come up with. (The TARDIS decorated it herself.) There's food everywhere, with a certain tilt towards strawberry-banana smoothies, bananas, and jelly babies, and those little finger foods on toothpicks. There's even a banner that says "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" on it, and "SWEET SIXTEEN". (The 'hundred' was tactfully left out.)

The birthday girl herself has a strawberry-banana smoothie nicked from one of the tables and is now eyeing the decorations with a certain amount of confusion.

It's possible somebody forgot her birthday. It's hard, what with all the time-traveling and relative timelines. Good thing the TARDIS is here to take care of it! :D


{Right, so, birthday party post! This is going to be a load of multi-fandom meta goodness, so don't worry if you're in a community Eleven's in or anything. Just show up and bring presents. The Doctor likes presents. :D}

Comments

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

Five beams at her again. Inwardly he might be going 'awww' a bit, except he doesn't do that, and certainly not at himself.

"You like them?"

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

In response, the Doctor practically throws herself at himself in something that definitely wasn't a glomp, because that would just be undignified.

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

His eyes widen, and he might have laughed if the wind wasn't knocked from him. Instead he just awkwardly wraps his arms around her.

Hush, he's not that good at this sort of thing.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

She possibly should've taken that into account previously, but, well, at least he's making an effort.

Ah well. What's done is done. Can't turn back time and all that.
...Hah.