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[justthedoctor]

MUN! A PLACE FOR MISS EVIE! WE FINALLY HAVE A PLACE WE CAN TAKE MISS EVIE!

[Bouncing on his feet and spinning and fist-pumping and every assorted little giddy Doctor-y mannerism that he does is in full display right-the-frick-now.]

Comments

[ofgallifrey]

You're a child, that's what you are.

[But he's having fun watching anyway.]

[justthedoctor]

[He makes a very, very poor attempt at looking affronted.]

Hey, I'll have no backtalk from you! Respect your elders! [PFFT!]

[ofgallifrey]

[And that makes him smile even more.]

Oh, come on! It wasn't an insult. It means you're fun. Nothing wrong with fun, nothing wrong at all.

[justthedoctor]

[Ooooh, well in that case he has a little moment of visible preening. He's actually flattered!]

Well thank you, me. I was just half-expecting grumpiness, the you-me I share headspace and this name with and I sometimes step on each other's toes...but then I suppose that happens when you're stuck in such close proximity with yourself for long periods of ti-

[justthedoctor]

Or it's the interruptin' one-another.

[justthedoctor]

I thought you said no interrupting!

[justthedoctor]

Yeah, welllll, you get t'have Evie all to yourself in a game, I get to interrupt. Just a little.

[ofgallifrey]

Oh, well, if that's the case -

[timewarrior]

- We can do that too. And sorry about not getting back to the other you yet I'm still working on getting my mundane to sit down and actually concentrate. He's a bit of a spazz sometimes, like someone else we know.

[forever_sonic]

Giddy much, Doctor?

[cosmo_gyral]

Really now, Doctor; you'd think I never go anywhere.

[She's still trying to catch her breath from their last expedition. You wouldn't know it from how he's bouncing about.]

[justthedoctor]

[Did he just squee? No, surely not. The Doctor doesn't squee. Well, maybe a little. Alright, that was most definitely a manly squee at best.]

Of course you do, but, but...but...[And he just did the full-body equivalent to a keysmash.]

[cosmo_gyral]

[He did; she loved it.]

Aah, yes, I hadn't thought of it that way...
[He provides a very convincing argument. In the fray of his flailing, she manages to get a proud pat in.]

Well, good on you, dear! [And your mun.]