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[iwasherefirst]

[There is a blonde, little girl laying on her stomach on the floor. There are papers and crayons scattered all around her. The tip of her tongue is caught between her teeth as she works on a drawing. After a moment she looks up at the device and waves.]

Hullo. [She holds up her drawing. It's a very six year old drawing. There's something that appears to be a blue police box and two stick figures. One of them has hair that sticks straight up from his head. The other has no hair.] These are my Doctors and this is the TARDIS.

This Doctor [She points to the stick figure with the hair.] made me pancakes this mornin'. He flips 'em in the air and everythin'. I wanted 'em shaped like things so he made 'em shaped like the Medusa Cascade. The Medusa Cascade is shaped like this. [She puts her paper down, draws on it and holds it back up. It's a blob shape.] The Doctor says m'gonna go there when I'm bigger and grown up.

This Doctor [She points to the one without any hair] has never finger painted before so we're gonna fingerpaint today.

[ooc; Rose is cursed to be tiny today. Replies will come from badpup]

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[am_i_being_rude]

[He blinks. He's not sure he saw one of him. Rapidly doing process of elimination means he must have been the one with the 80s style flat-top. Or the chia pet.] Going for a sort of abstract look? Perhaps cubism? It had excellent lines.

[badpup]

[She goes back to sit down on her table]

Huh uh. [She's taking that as a compliment.] And the TARDIS too.

What color should we start with?

[am_i_being_rude]

[Good because if she hadn't considered it a compliment I don't know what he would have done.

He watches her go back to her table and looks back at the board he still needs to hang.] What? He's getting the colours, yeah? Ask him. [Attempt to hang big board.]

[badpup]

Do you need help? I can help.

[She sticks her tongue out at him and hops down from her table to go off and ask the other Doctor about the colours. Don't worry, she'll be right back regardless.]

[am_i_being_rude]

[Big board remains big and unwieldy, but he is not having too much trouble on account of woo alien. Whenever she is back he looks at her over his shoulder and says:] You can tell me if it's straight or not while I try and get it hanging, yeah? [Faces it again, lifts it, gets it on one of the nails - wide, needed two - is trying to get it on both.]

[badpup]

[Yes, woo alien makes up for so much. Plus he's excellently supervised and that helps as well. Or at least Rose is convinced it does.]

Okay. I can do that.

[She comes to stand next to him, hands on her hips, looking up at the board.]

It's not straight yet. [Accompanied by some giggling because clearly he's still working on it.]

[am_i_being_rude]

[Which is funny, since normally he tends to buck supervision in general.

He gives her a look under his arm as he gets it hung properly.]

Thanks. You're just as helpful at half size as you are at normal.

[badpup]

[That makes her giggle some more]

At least m'not half as helpful. That's be a wreck.

[am_i_being_rude]

[He snorts a bit in amusement.]

That'd be you staying in the other room so I could actually get things done. How's this?

[badpup]

[Oh now she's going to pout.]

You'd miss me. [Arms crossed over her chest and everything.] I think it's straight. You'd still miss me if I went into the other room. You'd come lookin' for me.

[am_i_being_rude]

[He takes a step back to look at it himself, then agrees with her. Then looks down at her.] I think I'd know if you were in the other room. But yes, I would. You're much less fun when you're in another room.

[badpup]

[She wiggles, considering whether that's an acceptable reason for her to quit pouting.]

Okay.

[He's forgiven for the most part.] We're gonna start with blue paint.

[Of course they are.]

[am_i_being_rude]

[As far as he's concerned, he is an acceptable reason for her to quit pouting.]

Brilliant! I love blue paint! Where am I with all the paints? You did tell me to get them, right?

[badpup]

[Okay, well. Yes. Except when he's the one that caused the pouting in the first place.]

Uh huh. You're on your way. Be patient.

[ooc: I'll have to link Dove to this and see if she wants to play with them all finger painting.]

[am_i_being_rude]

[Pfft.] When have you ever known me to be patient? C'mon. What else did you draw earlier?

[ooc: yeah, I've been wondering if threads were going to merge or if we were all doing different things.]

[badpup]

Never ever. I drew me and Donna and s'plodin' Daleks and you and Jenny and the TARDIS as a girl 'steada box and Bad Wolf and Oncoming Storm in the TARDIS when she's a box and not a girl 'cause that'd be weird. And I drew Cinna in the TARDIS and Mum and the planet with giant roses or what I think the planet with giant roses would look like.

[Deep breath]

And the Medusa Cascade. And that's all.

[am_i_being_rude]

[Raised eyebrows.] 'That's all'? That's quite a lot. We might have to take mine down to make room for them all on the fridge.

[badpup]

No! They can just go on the walls in the kitchen or we'll get a sticky board to put 'em on. Or we can just keep the ones you like the most.

I met a boy named Percy. he was nice to me and asked me to tell him 'bout my drawin's.

[am_i_being_rude]

[Yeah, he didn't really think that would work.]

I'm sure we've got more wall space for them somewhere. We apparently don't get rid of waxen masterpieces in this flat-hold.

Yeah? Percy sounds like he knows what's good for him. Or he's got younger siblings. Or both! They're not really mutually exclusive.

[badpup]

[Like any version of her would let him get away with that.]

Nope. We like everything everybody colours.

He's ginger and he's never traveled in space or time.

[am_i_being_rude]

You'd be surprised what a large percentage of the population that description probably covers. But ginger! Points for being ginger.

[leathered]

[ The Doctor comes in on the tail end of that statement with all of the paints. Much easier to juggle when he doesn't have to worry about a small girl. ]

We're having no luck with the ginger, seems like. Looking younger every time, though. [ A grin. ] Brought the paints.

[badpup]

[Oh he gets a big toothy grin at his arrival.]

I think the new one looks twelve. Maybe fifteen. [Said by someone who looks six right now.] Aaaaaaand I think it's sad that he hasn't traveled in time so...[The next comes out in a rush of words] Isortainvitedhimtogowithuswhenweleavehere [And she's just going to follow it up with an automatic pout, anticipating the grief she'll get over that.]

[am_i_being_rude]

[Well finally.]

Here's hoping he gets a chance to age a bit before regenerating. It's hard to be intimidating as a six year old.

[That gets his attention. The pre-emptive pout was probably a decent plan, although he's more surprised than anything. After the last few times they'd had other people with them, he'd rather come to the conclusion that both he and she preferred not having company.] Oh really? In my- [...] our, TARDIS?

[leathered]

[ They are so mean to themselves. ] That'd help, yeah.

[ The Doctor points at little Rose, fake scolding in his tone. ] This one's not going to get a hole put in his head, I hope. Impulse invitations don't always work out very well.