"Oh, hello, Rose," said Jackie Tyler, opening the door of her rather large house. "Pete's just gone to get them; we heard you coming up."
She ushered her daughter into the house, and instantly four children of varying ages and sizes appeared, followed by Pete Tyler.
"Mummy!"
"Mum!"
"Hey, Rose!"
Rose knelt down to hug all four of them one by one.
"How was school, Donna?"
"Yes, tell your mummy about your day," added Jackie, half-disapproving, half-amused.
"I got sent home," said the second-smallest child proudly – a girl, nearly five years old, with long strawberry blonde hair and blue-green eyes.
"On your first day?" Rose asked with amusement, and the girl nodded. "What on earth did you do?"
"She bit me," grinned the oldest child, a ten-year-old boy named Tony. "I told her where Jack was, and she bit me!"
Rose raised an eyebrow at her daughter. "Is this true?"
Donna nodded.
"What have I told you about biting?"
"It's naughty," said the youngest and smallest, with an air of wanting her sister to be in trouble. "Isn't it, Mummy?"
"Yes, sweetie – listen, Donna, you mustn't bite people. Even Tony and Jack, and especially not Martha."
Donna scowled at that. "Why not her? She gets me in trouble!"
"Only when you're naughty," pointed out seven-year-old Jack, looking so self-righteous that Tony, his three-years-older uncle, simply had to point out that Jack had been sent home at the beginning of his school life himself.
"Yeah! S'not just me, smelly," Donna said to Martha, sticking her tongue out.
Rose sent her eldest daughter a warning look, and stood up. "Thanks for this, Mum. I suppose I'd better take this lot home …"
Hugging her mother, Pete and Tony once more, she walked with her still-bickering children to her car, and smiled as she drove home. She needed to inform the Doctor that his choice in names caused them far too much trouble for her liking.