BAMFs on the TARDIS
Didja ever have one of those really strange days when nothing made sense? I've adopted a new son: One of a new segment of humanity that has begun to evolve more quickly than the rest. My new son is bluer than my TARDIS, furry, has a tail that ends in a sharp little spade and his name is Kurt. Rose thinks he's adorable...and he is, rather. He's all of five years old and he can teleport. The Institute failed to mention that bit. The bit that Rose failed to mention was the adoption papers she signed were in both our names. So now, we are the Doctor, Rose and the BAMFing Baby Boy. I'm a father again...and I don't even remember the fun bit: I'm seriously considering doing something about that.