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Donna Noble ([personal profile] noblexcompanion) wrote2011-05-22 09:48 pm

Of Sons, Sea and Sand ♦ for [livejournal.com profile] justneededtea

Beach! Beachbeachbeachbeach! Yay! Best medicine ever. Sun, sand and sea. Perfect. Donna had spent ages getting ready. How hard was it to pick a swimsuit? Apparently, very hard. It had taken ages to find the perfect fit, but she had eventually settled on a black swimsuit - not wearing blue, not with the two skinny boys being all bluewars! Right, black swimsuit, hot pink sarong and matching flipflops, and of course sunhat and oversized sunglasses. She'd also put on some superstrength suncream.

She had then busied her getting Percy and Adi ready. She fed them and ensured Percy was flly charged. She had smothered Adi in suncream and found sunhats for the pair of them. And of course, she found buckets and spades.

She had made a picnic for everyone and packed beachtowels and drinks and extra suncream. No one could say she was unprepared. "Doctor! Adam! Come on! Hurry up!!!"

[identity profile] justneededtea.livejournal.com 2011-05-22 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Neither were happy about this whole thing. The Doctor was stuck in white and blue stripes, both accidentally wearing white T-shirts but neither wanted to give into the other. Adam just sighed and slipped on the sunglasses, just so they could be told apart.

"We're coming!"

Hurrying along, the Doctor grinned and dashed to the door, not really spending much time hanging around, he just happy burst through the door and out into the sandy beach. "No time to waste! Come along!"

Adam was miles behind. Solely because Percy insisted on being carried and that was never easy.

[identity profile] handyhandyhand.livejournal.com 2011-05-24 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ha! Knew it," Adam teased as he bounced off to go fetch ice-cream. The Doctor stood there with an arm full of paper and gave Donna a small sigh. Oh yes, Adam was trying his last nerve but it was the ever present angst of an incomplete time lord.

"Yep, we're definitely in the terrible twos with that hand," dumping the paper in a bin, he offered his arms to Donna, willing to take Percy if she needed.