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[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

[Wiping away tears in silent confusion.]

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[gotthemessage.livejournal.com]

[Stops and stares for an uncertain second.]

Doctor? What's wrong?

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

[He lets out a startled laugh.] Nothing. I'm...really very very happy. I thought the crying thing might go away, but it's come up and hit from behind in some sort of bear hug of warm fuzzy again. Ohhh, it'd better be just on Christmas, I can't be doing this all the time.

[sinnerlikeyou.livejournal.com]

What's wrong, bud?

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

Not a thing.

[oh-spoilers.livejournal.com]

You're part of the Pond family now, Doctor. It's a wacky, wibbly wobbly one, but it's family.

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

It...seems so. [Still confused by that.] Merry Christmas, dear.

[riverborntorun.livejournal.com]

Well, sweetie, are you coming to eat with us or what?

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

What? Of course I am. Amy said there was a place set, and I don't want her to squirt me with her water gun again.

[adarkfallenstar.livejournal.com]

Come on, it is Christmas.

What's the problem?

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

[Laughter.] There's not one. It's a wonderful Christmas!

[traken-master.livejournal.com]

"Tears, Doctor? Humans really are a terrible influence on you. Why in the cosmos are you doing that?"

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

The sound of the Master's voice sobered the Doctor quickly. "Do you really want me to explain?" he asked, looking the Master in the eye.

DAT ENDING. AHSAJSAHJSA

[apaisleygirl.livejournal.com]

[Amy had been moving things to the table when she noticed the Doctor hadn't come into the dining room yet. Setting down some stuffing on the table, Amy peered out into the foyer.] Doctor? You coming in or what?

PERFECT.

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

Of course I am just. Taking a look to see what you've done with the place. [His voice wasn't steady and his face was still wet, but maybe Amy wouldn't notice? He hopes.]

[riversings.livejournal.com]

Merry Christmas, dear.

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

Merry Christmas, River. I...guess that means we're all home for the holidays? [He sounds that out nearly cautiously. He's still pole-axed.]

[gotthemessage.livejournal.com]

[Stops and stares for an uncertain second.]

Doctor? What's wrong?

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

[He lets out a startled laugh.] Nothing. I'm...really very very happy. I thought the crying thing might go away, but it's come up and hit from behind in some sort of bear hug of warm fuzzy again. Ohhh, it'd better be just on Christmas, I can't be doing this all the time.

[sinnerlikeyou.livejournal.com]

What's wrong, bud?

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

Not a thing.

[oh-spoilers.livejournal.com]

You're part of the Pond family now, Doctor. It's a wacky, wibbly wobbly one, but it's family.

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

It...seems so. [Still confused by that.] Merry Christmas, dear.

[riverborntorun.livejournal.com]

Well, sweetie, are you coming to eat with us or what?

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

What? Of course I am. Amy said there was a place set, and I don't want her to squirt me with her water gun again.

[adarkfallenstar.livejournal.com]

Come on, it is Christmas.

What's the problem?

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

[Laughter.] There's not one. It's a wonderful Christmas!

[traken-master.livejournal.com]

"Tears, Doctor? Humans really are a terrible influence on you. Why in the cosmos are you doing that?"

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

The sound of the Master's voice sobered the Doctor quickly. "Do you really want me to explain?" he asked, looking the Master in the eye.

DAT ENDING. AHSAJSAHJSA

[apaisleygirl.livejournal.com]

[Amy had been moving things to the table when she noticed the Doctor hadn't come into the dining room yet. Setting down some stuffing on the table, Amy peered out into the foyer.] Doctor? You coming in or what?

PERFECT.

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

Of course I am just. Taking a look to see what you've done with the place. [His voice wasn't steady and his face was still wet, but maybe Amy wouldn't notice? He hopes.]

[riversings.livejournal.com]

Merry Christmas, dear.

[it-was-the-best.livejournal.com]

Merry Christmas, River. I...guess that means we're all home for the holidays? [He sounds that out nearly cautiously. He's still pole-axed.]