So, new story that's been floating in my head for a few weeks.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't.
"Mama?" The little red haired girl sat up in her bed, large blue eyes wide and hopeful. "Can you tell me a story tonight?" she asked, her attention on the woman by the door.
Her mother turned, childish blue eyes meeting the old but young brown. A smile tugged at the mother's red lips, and she walked back over to her daughter's bed. "What do you want to hear, my little Stella?"
"Uhm. I… I wanna hear a story about… The Doctor! And the Girl Who Waited and the Last Centurion and the Bad Wolf and everybody!" Stella bounced up and down, her hair flopping everywhere. It was a stark contrast between mother and daughter; Stella obtained her grandmother's brilliant red hair and her father's blue eyes, but her mother was of brown hair and eyes. "Please, Mama, please? I wanna hear about adventures in the TARDIS and the planets and the fights and the running! Are you going to sing the song tonight too?"
Her mother hesitated slightly. "I don't know what story to tell you, love!" She cracked a smile at Stella's pout. "Oh, none of that, sweetie." She reached her arms out to tickle the girl, eliciting a loud squeal from the girl.
"Mama! Stop it stop!" Stella squirmed away, taking refuge under her blankets. "I want my story! Please?"
"Alright, alright." Her mother laid down next to her, brown hair splayed across the pillows, meshing with the red of her daughter's locks. "I know exactly what story to tell you, Stella." The little girl snuggled in closer, her mother smiling wistfully.
"Yay!"
"Yay indeed, my love. It all started at Demons Run, a long time from now…"
COME! Review and let me know what you think!
