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teashadephoenix) wrote2009-04-23 07:16 am
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The Little Picture
Title: The Little Picture
Author: Tess/
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Rating: Rated E for everybody. It's gooey and slightly fuzzy. (It appears to be a hamster stuck in marshmallow fluff.)
Word Count: 311
Spoilers: None
Summary: The Doctor reflects on what Donna's given him.
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it belongs to the Beeb and I'm borrowing it to play with. I promise I will return them (marginally) unharmed. ;3
Author's Note: Random desperate need for some happy!Doctor. Scribbled it out in twenty minutes. Now I'm going to bed.
She loves listening to his hearts. The double-thump, so unlike her own and yet so familiar. It's comforting, safe and warm and home. Laying in the grass together, with magnificent purple birds soaring through the orange sky, she rests her ear against his chest and listens.
He glances down at the ginger head on his chest and strokes her hair. He loves her hair. It's soft and fluttering between his fingers and it catches the sun in the way that only red hair can, fiery-hot and blazing. He never thought in a million years that he would have this again, that he even could have it again. A family was something for other men to have, never him.
But Donna gave it to him. Made him realize that he didn't have to be alone. That he didn't have to sacrifice his own happiness for the sake of the big picture. That little picture that she understood so well had needed some mending, and Donna had known exactly how to do it.
He's grateful for her every day.
"Well, aren't you two just a picture," says the loveliest voice in the universe, and the Doctor opens one eye to squint at the figure standing over him. Donna grins down at him, haloed in the golden light of the setting sun. Her auburn hair also looks to be on fire, just like that of the little girl he holds on his chest.
Their daughter giggles and looks up at her mother.
"I like listening to Daddy's heartbeats," she tells her. "It's really cool."
"Is that right?" muses Donna, stretching out by the Doctor's side in the long grass. She sweeps her hair off her neck and smiles at him. One hand finds his and she twines her fingers between his. He squeezes them gently in reply. "I like listening to Daddy's heartbeats too."
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Author: Tess/
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Rating: Rated E for everybody. It's gooey and slightly fuzzy. (It appears to be a hamster stuck in marshmallow fluff.)
Word Count: 311
Spoilers: None
Summary: The Doctor reflects on what Donna's given him.
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it belongs to the Beeb and I'm borrowing it to play with. I promise I will return them (marginally) unharmed. ;3
Author's Note: Random desperate need for some happy!Doctor. Scribbled it out in twenty minutes. Now I'm going to bed.
She loves listening to his hearts. The double-thump, so unlike her own and yet so familiar. It's comforting, safe and warm and home. Laying in the grass together, with magnificent purple birds soaring through the orange sky, she rests her ear against his chest and listens.
He glances down at the ginger head on his chest and strokes her hair. He loves her hair. It's soft and fluttering between his fingers and it catches the sun in the way that only red hair can, fiery-hot and blazing. He never thought in a million years that he would have this again, that he even could have it again. A family was something for other men to have, never him.
But Donna gave it to him. Made him realize that he didn't have to be alone. That he didn't have to sacrifice his own happiness for the sake of the big picture. That little picture that she understood so well had needed some mending, and Donna had known exactly how to do it.
He's grateful for her every day.
"Well, aren't you two just a picture," says the loveliest voice in the universe, and the Doctor opens one eye to squint at the figure standing over him. Donna grins down at him, haloed in the golden light of the setting sun. Her auburn hair also looks to be on fire, just like that of the little girl he holds on his chest.
Their daughter giggles and looks up at her mother.
"I like listening to Daddy's heartbeats," she tells her. "It's really cool."
"Is that right?" muses Donna, stretching out by the Doctor's side in the long grass. She sweeps her hair off her neck and smiles at him. One hand finds his and she twines her fingers between his. He squeezes them gently in reply. "I like listening to Daddy's heartbeats too."
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I'd kill several people for red hair.
Uh... sorry. That wasn't a fluffy thought. But, this was really fluffy, like hamsters in marshmallows fluffy. But aren't hamsters stuck in marshmallows horribly cute though?
Loved this.
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she is the cutest little timebaby.
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Why couldn't this have happened? Why?
*huggles them all*
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Oh yeah. ;3 That's home.
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Have you seen Bolt? I love the hamster in that. haha
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I love hamsters. I love marshmallows. Hamsters in marshmallows must therefore win at life. xD
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*shrug* I dunno. I'm making it up as I go. Dx
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Nope, I haven't, but I've been meaning to.
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I've always wanted to get more, cause I really ADORE hamsters, but I have a kitty right now and he would think I bought him lunch. ^^;;
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My brother and I go camping to often to really have a pet. Don't want to bother anyone with having to watch it while we are gone.
We thought about fish but how fun are they?
Love the icon. =^_^=
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I love the sweet,quiet simplicity of the story.The Doctor having such gratitude and happiness over having a family and home.Of course he still has to worry,but there's Donna bringing him back down to earth. She always knew the little things make up the big picture,and now he knows it too.
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Short version = more love for you. ;)
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Behind every lonely god is a badass ginger woman, snarking at him with complete affection. <333