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[thedoctor_lj]

*The air crackles. Lightning streaks through the room and a rushing wind whips around the TARDIS. A portal opens in mid-air and two bodies fall out of it and land in a heap on the floor. Eight struggles out from under Five and stands up*

Well, that was uncomfortable.

thebeigeone and I have just returned from our adventure courtesy of the time trees! I'm

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[tegan_lj]

This is all fine and good, Doc. But you left us captured and we're still captured. Well, sort of...we're waiting for the drugged icing to work.

Hmmm, we could get married and not have children. Surely that would work since it's the children that create the temporal paradox.

Between you and me, this is a good thing...I don't think I'm much up to mothering.

[thedoctor_lj]

Oh, didn't my Fourth self charm his way out of there yet? He was supposed to take care of the rescuing. *shakes head in dismay*

Unfortunately, the pregnancies are unplanned, and Fitz won't let you use a morning after pill. I'm probably breaking a few laws of time just telling you this, but I have a great fondness for the 20th century.

[tegan_lj]

Ah, I see.

Well that takes care of that, doesn't it?

[thedoctor_lj]

I really am terribly sorry about this, Tegan. I know you had your heart set on this.

[fitzkreiner]

Fuck you, Doctor! You're just jealous of our happiness! Anyway, I asked Nin and he says you're talking out of your pretty arse.

Tegan, the wedding is still on. Shag?

[tegan_lj]

Shag: not before the wedding, dear.

Marriage: I'm kinda worried about the whole universe sort of thing...

[fitzkreiner]

IT's only the bloody Universe. Besides, Nine says it's "not necessarily that accurate". Nine's a wuss like that.

Anyway Leela married that bloke in tights that the Doctor told us about. And the Doctor married that prostitute. At least you're not a prostitute, oh my love.

And we've shagged before, why can't we shag now?

[drlongscarf]

I at no time ever married a prostitute! The closest to a prostitute I ever came was Eight nearly marrying Iris Wildthyme. Incouragable skank.