dematerialising onto the scene.

[twelfth_night]

This better not be about getting me "onto the bandwagon" so to speak. Yes, there are more of me around this place and actually, it's rather disturbing. And wrong. Very wrong. One of me is enough for the universe to think about.

[He doesn't really take much flak from his mun, if you already tell.]

As for the grumpy part? You'll just have to get used to that now. I'm a grumpy Doctor. In fact, I rather like this new me. It's just the getting used to part, which takes the time. [Yeah, he's new but willing to try new things.]

Another thing. Hugging. I do not do hugging at all in any shape or form. It's not needed and is just a silly waste of time. It's too human for my liking. I'll just leave all of the hugging to my past regenerations.[Sorry, Clara.]

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[little_troven]

[There's now a small boy child with pointy ears glomping his leg.]

[twelfth_night]

What? Who's that clinging to my leg? Who are you?

[little_troven]

[He stares up at the Doctor and grins.]

I'm Alec.

[He still hasn't let go.]

[inthesnogbox]

Yeah... still doing the hugging.

[Sorry, Doctor.]

[twelfth_night]

Hello, Clara. [Have a look that shows he's trying to forget the hugging moments.] Perhaps you are but I don't.

[inthesnogbox]

Doctor.

[She raises her brow.]

Still not sure you get a choice.

[twelfth_night]

What are you talking about? Of course I get a choice. I make the choices. [So there.]

[inthesnogbox]

Right, course you do. [She's smiling like she doesn't believe you at all, Doctor.]

Besides, hugging is good for you.

[twelfth_night]

In what way is hugging good for you? Apart from creating total embarrassment for one member of the party. [He's talking about himself.]

[inthesnogbox]

[Yes, Clara is used to the Doctor being so difficult by now. But she sees right through it.]

It makes you feel good. It makes you feel like you're important to someone.

[twelfth_night]

What? I'm important to me and that's all that matters. Why do humans have to be so clingy all the time anyway? [He's grumpy but loves having you around, Clara. Honestly.]

[inthesnogbox]

Right, so every time you say you need me, that's just... what? You wanting someone so you can show off again?

[Clara has gotten used to the grumpy... more or less. Still couldn't hurt if he was just a tiny bit nice sometimes, when it really mattered. Like, say, meeting her boyfriend?]

[twelfth_night]

Of course not. I don't just show off for the sake of it. [Doctor, you're a show off. Just admit it.]

When I need you, I actually do need you, Clara. Always. [He's now cracking a small smile. See? There.]

[inthesnogbox]

[Clara's pleased. Then again, she does like being right. Maybe a little bit of an egomaniac there.]

Good, because I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me, Doctor, whether you like it or pretend to not.

[twelfth_night]

[Oh, you happen to be right too many time for the Doctor to notice.]

Should I be worried or over the moon? [He's teasing, Clara.]

[inthesnogbox]

[She leans back against the TARDIS console, crossing her arms over her chest and peering up at him thoughtfully.]

Probably a bit of both.

[twelfth_night]

Well, I don't have to be worried when I've got you, Clara Oswald. You can worry for me. [He shot her a glance then smirked.]I hope you know I am only joking about the last part.

[ofdrumsthesound]

You sounds like a sad old curmudgeon, Twelve.

[twelfth_night]

Not as sad as you, Master. How many regenerations have you had now? Probably more than I've had hot dinners.

[ofdrumsthesound]

I don't know, 15 or 20? *He shrugs.* Not that much more than you have.

And now I'm hungry . . .

[twelfth_night]

Is that all you think about? Food? It's sad to see you've sank so low from what you used to be. Not that it was much before. But now? You're like an animal.

[ofdrumsthesound]

Blame Lucy for that.

And for the rest of it, blame Rassilon. I certainly do, if only to give myself a reason to fight for a bit more sanity. *He smiles ruefully.* Telling myself that I'm not going to give in to him is more effective than an appeal to morality, I'm sorry to say.