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Title: A Christmas Planet?!
Series: None
Rating: K+ (a bit of hinting at stuff)
Author: tkel_paris
Summary: The Doctor has taken them to the Christmas Planet. Donna has plenty to say about it.
Disclaimer: Still not mine. :(
Dedication: heintz57 for giving the prompt ("I would love to see a story about Donna and the Doctor on planets that represent each holiday of the year. If not every year then maybe one planet that represents a hoiliday.") for the doctor_donna comm's 2012 Not-So-Secret Santa, and serenityslady as a Christmas present.

Author's Note: Written on Christmas Day, in a hurry, while LJ was down. I was waiting to post two – no, three! – other stories, and had to listen to the wind gusts outside my spare room. (sighs) Anyway, hope you enjoy this bit of fluff. I needed it with all the bad Doctor Who episodes on marathon today. I've had enough of River and Eleven, thank you very much.

Written spur of the moment. All mistakes are mine, as no one beta read this. :)

A Christmas Planet?!

Started and Finished December 25, 2012

“A Christmas planet?!”

The Doctor cringed at Donna's tone. “Of all the things I thought you'd say, that wasn't one of them.”

She glared at him from her stance in the TARDIS doorway. “What is one of our understood rules?”

He frowned. “But I thought after... the mistletoe incident you liked Christmas after all?”

She blushed. Her granddad's friend Minnie had surprised them with a sprig, and semi-coerced the Doctor into kissing Donna.

Not that Donna had minded after about five seconds of being gently snogged. In fact, she and the Doctor didn't part lips for another thirty.

She cleared her throat. “Not the point!”

“Then what? You loved the Valentines Planet.”

“Yeah, that wasn't hard.” She did love chocolate, and who know the Doctor had a romantic side?

“And the Remembrance Planet helped me and your granddad deal with the past."

“With a lot of help from me,” she reminded him.

He frowned. “And Thanksgiving was a good planet. You said it had the best turkey ever!”

“There are two really good reasons us going to this planet is a bad idea.”

“What reasons?”

Two little gasps came from behind Donna, followed by running. Then two five years old ginger girls raced past Donna, bundled against the cold. “A tree!” they cried in delight. “The lights! Reindeer!”

They were promptly followed by another pair of gingers, this time three years old boys. They were no less quiet, although their babble was in Gallifreyan and less coherent in their excitement.

The Doctor blanched. “Right. Christmas makes for hyperactive Time Tot twins.” He rushed after them.

Donna sighed heavily and closed the doors. She looked back at the TARDIS. “And the big one is little better when they get him going. Not that he needs it, the season-loving git.”

The TARDIS made soothing noises to her.

At least the last pair of twins were sound asleep. She couldn't imagine trying to handle one year old twins in addition to the Tots already being chased by their father. Donna flipped the hood of her Ood coat, as her husband called it, and ran in the snow after her five troublemakers.

And prayed for one adventure without drama. Just so her husband could have one trouble-free Christmas in recent memory. Was that really too much to ask?

Oh, and to never go to the Easter Planet, if there was one. She didn't want to think about how many toothbrushing lessons would be necessary.



( 16 comments — Leave a comment )
Dec. 26th, 2012 05:05 am (UTC)
You must have children of your own because you were spot on when it comes to children's reactions to Christmas (if my five year old is any indication) Lovely story I enjoyed reading it.
Dec. 26th, 2012 05:13 am (UTC)
*clears throat* Actually... no, I don't have kids. Just very observant and deeply wanting them. Just haven't met their father yet.

Thank you for the prompt. I needed something to write in a hurry, and this enabled me to give someone else a Christmas present, too. :) Merry Christmas, and enjoy your five year old. I hear they laugh a lot, and I love hearing children laugh. :D
Dec. 26th, 2012 05:48 am (UTC)
Dec. 26th, 2012 05:50 am (UTC)
Yep. Two pairs of Time Tots running around a Christmas planet. Their parents have their work cut out for them. Just imagine when the youngest pair start walking in earnest. They'd need Jenny. ;D
Dec. 26th, 2012 05:59 am (UTC)
Is that a hint?

I had six under five in 1992. So I know what they're going through. It's tiring, but utterly brilliant. :DDD
Dec. 26th, 2012 06:01 am (UTC)

I'd love to be in that kind of circumstance. Just teach them to give me some time to write, that's all I'd need. :)
Dec. 26th, 2012 06:03 am (UTC)
Yeah. Not always possible, though. I went around with a notebook and pen in my pocket for years. :D
Dec. 26th, 2012 06:21 am (UTC)
Will keep that in mind. :)
Dec. 26th, 2012 01:07 pm (UTC)
Three sets of twins?! Blimey that'd be exhausting; but oodles of fun! Once they start walking its amazing how many kids you can cope with at a time...

Anyway, I'm tempted to ask how they got three sets if the Doctor isn't romantic, but I'll leave that for another time. ;D
Dec. 26th, 2012 08:53 pm (UTC)
And the older ones would end up helping a lot. :)

Ah. Point taken. :D
Dec. 26th, 2012 05:54 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much for the lovely present!

I agree. Three sets of twins?!?! I wonder which side that little trait comes from?? Maybe all that surpressed Time Lord sexuality came springing forth in droves! :D

As much as I love ginger Time Tots, I hope the newest pair have lovely chocolate eyes and unruly dark hair.

“And the big one is little better when they get him going." Oh, isn't that the truth! He is and always will be a child a heart(s)! Despite Moffat's manhandling, I can see a bit of the child-like enthusiasm in Eleven. Or maybe I just want to.

This story once again proves just how perfectly suited the Doctor and Donna are. Thanks again for thinking of me!

Dec. 26th, 2012 08:55 pm (UTC)
Welcome! :D

Eh, I figure it's a combination of Donna being older (which I heard can make multiples more likely) and the Doctor's... suppressed sexuality, as you put it. (I've seen some of Eleven being asked how Amy and Rory had a kid, and I think it makes the Doctor seem like a total innocent when it comes to sex.)

*jots note down* :D

Amen. And Eleven IS a big kid. A really goofy kid. Worse than Ten. :)

Thank you! And you're welcome - again! :D
Dec. 26th, 2012 06:53 pm (UTC)
Much as I want oodles of babies my friend gave me her daughter on Christmas at a church thing, she was like, "hey, you can take her home I have to go do this thing" and bam my anxiety went into overdrive having 150% of my usual charges! Didn't help this girl is the ONLY kid I know MORE hyper than my boys! I don't think there is enough valium on all the planet!

So yes I understand and empathize with Donna here! Great Crimbo fic!
Dec. 26th, 2012 08:52 pm (UTC)
Yes, some time between kids is hyper important. Donna would know this well. :)

Dec. 26th, 2012 09:04 pm (UTC)
Crimbo = antiquated uk slang for Christmas :)
Dec. 27th, 2012 03:02 am (UTC)
Nice to know. :D
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