Sometimes its the small things that matter. Sometimes things are just too big. And, occasionally, its hard to tell the two apart.

A 100 word drabble taking out the title on the Doctor's tears at the end of the Christmas special.


Happy Tears

Happy tears. Everyone seemed to be shedding them today. Except for him. Oh, sure, he supposed his tears began as happy tears, but soon they had fallen straight into the sad tears that one normally cries.

Because he was not happy. He had been when he had arrived at Amy and Rory's house, knowing he was still accepted but not now. Oh no, now he wanted to find some nice quiet place and grieve.

On his own.

Away from other people.

Amy and Rory sensed that in him and refused to leave him alone the whole night.

He had friends.