Ten and Eleven held the twins up and muttered nonsense as they brought them into the console room a few hours after their birth.

"... What're you doing?" Tegan asked.

"It's the circle of life...!" They started singing.

"Um..." Jack tried to explain. "It's from a movie. From what would be the future for you."

Eleven held Star out. "Question for you, what would you like to called?"

She cooed to him. He raised his eyebrows (yes, they exist, you have to look close enough, though).

"Really? I knew someone named Stormageddon. Well, he was named Alfie, but preferred Stormageddon. But I'll get you two confused all the time! So why don't I just call you Starmageddon, since Star's what your parents think you're called?"

Star let out an ear piercing scream that made everyone jump. Her eyes, which were exactly like her father's, opened wider as she babbled nonsense to Eleven.

"Seriously! I'm the full Time Lord here! You're Starmageddon and your sister's Thunderdeath. Do you see her complaining about it?"

Star (or Starmageddon) grew quiet. Tegan came over and took her away from the Doctor. "Is he scaring you?"

When she gurgled, Eleven pointed to her. "Hey! I'm not a terrifying mad man! Well, maybe a bit... But not enough for even a newborn to call me one!"

Five came over to look at Linda. She made a noise at him, which made him shake his head. "No," he warned. "Don't call her milk fountain."

"Yeah, don't," Ten agreed.

"It'll not end up well, trust me."

"Just stick with mum. Or mummy... Wait, no, forget that. That just reminds me of a bad incident... And how I met your father... Speaking of him, don't call him good looking! He's your dad! And he'll only try and flirt with you!"

"Who'll I flirt with?" Jack came over, grinning.

Ten cursed in his head. "Never mind; not going to jinx it."

Tegan walked over to Jack, still holding Star. "Remember your question earlier?" She whispered in his ear.

"N- oh, yeah," he recalled the proposal. Blah, that was an embarrassment.

"I accept."

"Oh, that's-" Jack turned around, realizing what she was saying. "You..."

She smiled. "Happy Christmas, Harkness."

Woo! Merry Christmas to all who get to read this on the 25th! And late to all those who're reading on the 26th! Anyway, who else is blown away by Moffat Confuses the Hell Out of Whovians Everywhere (aka The Snowmen)?

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