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If you were to happen by a conveniantly unspecified park, you would find a very pregnant Doctor munching on a sardine ice cream cone.

{Open RP. Have at.}

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"Yes."

Well, that's settled! :D

D:

Pout!

"Oh, not fair at all!"

Bwhut?

"Five months and counting."

"Congratulations!"

:D?

D:

"It's absolutely bloody awful, Doctor!" Sarah Jane complains, sighing and shaking her head. "I feel horribly fat and that only gets worse ever day. I'm not allowed to go on reconnaissance anymore and have to work from inside the Hub. And then? Oh, then there's the fact that I'm positively randy most of the time and he's all the way in Scotland and phone sex just simply isn't cutting it anymore!"

Grumpily, "It's not a picnic for me, either, Sarah Jane."

She can't run properly. D: D: D: D:

Edited 2008-04-08 18:08 (UTC)

"Five months!"

"You wanted him, didn't you?"

Grumpily, "Which him?"

"Both."

Slowly, "Yes."

Then: "But that doesn't mean I asked for this!"

Pointedly, "Neither did I."

"We weren't supposed to be compatible in this way!"

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