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ladyoftimeLuke took a bite out of his spun sugar icing cone. (It was a quite like cotton candy, but mostly flavoured by a sweet substance called ihranua.) “Won’t Mum be annoyed if we don’t come home now?”
The Doctor stopped to inspect a game booth that advertised large fluffy stuffed tentacle beings if you could hit the target three times, and gave her cone a deft lick as the iced cream, made of the same ihranua-dominated flavouring, melted onto her fingers. “Of course not. I told her I’d have you home by six. We will be.”
Luke fell silent, still grappling with the concept of disobeying his mum and still following her orders, if only technically. The Doctor smiled encouragingly at him. “Look, this is even educational. How many boys get to see a real annual Saparillian fair? You’re studying their culture first-hand!” She took on an almost wheedling tone. “If you want, I’ll require a three-page report on what you’ve observed.”
A smile tugged at his lips, almost reluctantly. “If you think it’s all right.”
“Of course I do. I used to take Sarah Jane out on little adventures like these all the time, and she’s all right, isn’t she?” She grabbed for Luke’s free hand. “Look, they have ferris wheels! Well, not quite, but the idea’s the same. Fancy a ride?”
At last, he showed the eagerness she’d been waiting for. “Yes!”
The Doctor sat on possibly the most uncomfortable chair in the hospital (not that any of them would be likely to win a comfortableness contest), shifting her weight from side to side, and stared at the monitors next to Luke’s bed. She never liked hospitals. Almost as bad as bus stations.
Luke opened his eyes, and the Doctor leaned forward, a ready smile on her lips. “Mum?”
“Not quite.” She held up stuffed animal with four legs and a cheery ‘Get Well!’ card held between two appendages. “They had a little shop!”
He reached for it, still groggy. “What is it?”
“It’s a toad. Not an earth one, obviously, they just share the same name, complete coincidence. They’re local to this planet, kept as pets. Very nice creatures, once you get past their cannibalistic eating habits. And their sixteen hundred teeth. Essentially very amiable.”
He appraised the creature for a minute, then tucked it under his arm for later inspection. “Was it aliens?”
“What?”
“Did we foil an alien invasion or a plot to take over the galaxy? Sarah Jane said you were always doing that with her.” He looked almost hopeful. The Doctor wondered if it wouldn’t be nicer to lie.
“No aliens, unless you count us. We ingested too much ihranua, and it caused a reaction not unlike a mild form of gastroenteritis.” She relented under his confused stare. “We ate too much candy and got sick all over ourselves.”
“We?”
“Not so much me as you. I just felt nauseous for a few minutes. I’m
good at recovering, especially from this sort of thing. Might be all those jelly babies I’ve eaten,” she reflected.
He took in his surroundings fully for the first time, showing a trace of worry. “Am I going to be here long?”
“Just a little while,” she said. “I don’t blame you for not wanting to stay around long. I never liked hospitals. But you’ll be all right,” she added brightly. “Might not want to have any more candy with ihranua in it.
“Look,” she continued, in a serious tone of voice, “can you do one thing for me? Something that would make me very, very relieved and possibly prevent a row?”
“What?”
“Can we not tell your mum about this?”
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theatrical_muse
Prompt: 200 - Smörgåsbord - Which food would you never even try to taste? What food will you never eat again?
Word Count: 612
Author's Note: Based on roleplay with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
his_sarah_jane and a certain fic by the same about Luke and his two mums grocery shopping! :D
The Doctor stopped to inspect a game booth that advertised large fluffy stuffed tentacle beings if you could hit the target three times, and gave her cone a deft lick as the iced cream, made of the same ihranua-dominated flavouring, melted onto her fingers. “Of course not. I told her I’d have you home by six. We will be.”
Luke fell silent, still grappling with the concept of disobeying his mum and still following her orders, if only technically. The Doctor smiled encouragingly at him. “Look, this is even educational. How many boys get to see a real annual Saparillian fair? You’re studying their culture first-hand!” She took on an almost wheedling tone. “If you want, I’ll require a three-page report on what you’ve observed.”
A smile tugged at his lips, almost reluctantly. “If you think it’s all right.”
“Of course I do. I used to take Sarah Jane out on little adventures like these all the time, and she’s all right, isn’t she?” She grabbed for Luke’s free hand. “Look, they have ferris wheels! Well, not quite, but the idea’s the same. Fancy a ride?”
At last, he showed the eagerness she’d been waiting for. “Yes!”
The Doctor sat on possibly the most uncomfortable chair in the hospital (not that any of them would be likely to win a comfortableness contest), shifting her weight from side to side, and stared at the monitors next to Luke’s bed. She never liked hospitals. Almost as bad as bus stations.
Luke opened his eyes, and the Doctor leaned forward, a ready smile on her lips. “Mum?”
“Not quite.” She held up stuffed animal with four legs and a cheery ‘Get Well!’ card held between two appendages. “They had a little shop!”
He reached for it, still groggy. “What is it?”
“It’s a toad. Not an earth one, obviously, they just share the same name, complete coincidence. They’re local to this planet, kept as pets. Very nice creatures, once you get past their cannibalistic eating habits. And their sixteen hundred teeth. Essentially very amiable.”
He appraised the creature for a minute, then tucked it under his arm for later inspection. “Was it aliens?”
“What?”
“Did we foil an alien invasion or a plot to take over the galaxy? Sarah Jane said you were always doing that with her.” He looked almost hopeful. The Doctor wondered if it wouldn’t be nicer to lie.
“No aliens, unless you count us. We ingested too much ihranua, and it caused a reaction not unlike a mild form of gastroenteritis.” She relented under his confused stare. “We ate too much candy and got sick all over ourselves.”
“We?”
“Not so much me as you. I just felt nauseous for a few minutes. I’m
good at recovering, especially from this sort of thing. Might be all those jelly babies I’ve eaten,” she reflected.
He took in his surroundings fully for the first time, showing a trace of worry. “Am I going to be here long?”
“Just a little while,” she said. “I don’t blame you for not wanting to stay around long. I never liked hospitals. But you’ll be all right,” she added brightly. “Might not want to have any more candy with ihranua in it.
“Look,” she continued, in a serious tone of voice, “can you do one thing for me? Something that would make me very, very relieved and possibly prevent a row?”
“What?”
“Can we not tell your mum about this?”
Community:
theatrical_musePrompt: 200 - Smörgåsbord - Which food would you never even try to taste? What food will you never eat again?
Word Count: 612
Author's Note: Based on roleplay with
his_sarah_jane and a certain fic by the same about Luke and his two mums grocery shopping! :D
