Hola! So I got writers block for my other prompt...so, uhm...Have a pregnant Doctor. ((I don't know what I'm doing with my life.))
I'm pregnant and You're the Mother!
There was a rapid knock on Clara's flat door. Clara groaned and looked at her clock. It was two in the morning. What the hell was someone doing at her door at this hour? She stands up and stretches. She walks over to the door and opens it. She looks up and sees the Doctor. Of course it was the Doctor. Who else could it have been.
She sighs,"Doctor, what are you doing here so early?"
"Well, uhm...I have some important news."
Clara sighs again,"Ugh, make it quick."
"Can I maybe come in? You might need to sit down."
Clara growls slightly and grabs his hand, dragging him into the living room. She sits down on the couch and pulls him down next to her.
"Now, tell me so I can go back to sleep."
"Well, uhm...remember last week?"
"Yes, what about last week?"
"Well, what we did last week...I...Clara, I'm pregnant!"
Clara's eyes widen,"Excuse me. What?!"
"I'm pregnant and you're the mother, Clara! We're gonna have a child!"
"A-are you drunk?"
The Doctor gasps,"No! Why would I be drinking when I have a baby inside me?!"
"Doctor, you're a boy."
"Yes, and? I don't see what that has to do with this conversation."
"You can't be pregnant."
"You don't know Time Lord anatomy!"
"Doctor, we didn't even-we haven't even..."
"What haven't we done?"
"We haven't even had sex!"
"Yes we have!"
"No, Doctor, we haven't!"
"You even said you remembered last week!"
"Yes, I remember last week, but I never remember having shagged an alien with two hearts!"
"But...But..." The Doctor looks at his watch,"Oh, this is a month too early...oops..."
"Wait, what?!"
The Doctor laughs nervously,"The TARDIS must have accidentally back into last month."
"You're telling me we shag within the next month?"
"Uh...well...yeah...is that a bad thing?"
"No, now I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep."
"Okay...sorry about this..."
"It's fine."
Clara lays down and rests her head on the Doctor's leg.
The Doctor raises an eyebrow,"Aren't you going to sleep in your room?"
"Nope."
"Okay then, goodnight."
"Goodnight, Doctor."
The Doctor sweeps a piece of Clara's hair behind her hair and kisses her cheek.
"Oh, and one more thing, Doctor."
"What's that, Clara?"
She punches his knee playfully,"You aren't pregnant!"
"But I am!"
"Shut up. You aren't. Being pregnant is my job, not yours."
"Whatever you say, Souffle Girl."
I HAVE NO FREAKING CLUE WHAT JUST HAPPENED. I GOT BORED. I DONT KNOW WHAT I'M DOING WITH MY LIFE. ANYWAY, please follow, favourite, and review! AND IF YOU LEAVE A PROMPT, YOU'LL GET A COOKIE! NOTSOSMARTGUY GOT A COOKIE. ANY WHO, UNTIL NEXT TIME MY LOVELIES, PEACE OUT!