BABY SPEAK

PROMPT: The Doctor and Graham have an argument while Yaz and Ryan watch

"So Ryan, I heard one of your mates is an uncle?" Yaz asked excitedly as she and Ryan walked through the Sheffield estate park en route to the TARDIS

"Yeah, Kevin Slater, his son's proper special. They asked me to name him, but I'm no good with names"

"So what did you do?" asked Yaz, her curiosity peaked.

"I asked The Doctor for suggestions" Ryan replied.

Yaz gave him a concerned look.

"Are you sure that was wise?" she asked

"What's the matter? It's The Doctor, she's been half-way around the universe, and she'll have met people with the weirdest, wildest names"

"Yeah, and if you don't want the kid teased mercilessly when he grows up, you stick with the kind of names you find on Earth" Yaz cautioned.

"Why does everyone have to be so ordinary?" said Ryan.

"Bryson?" yelled out a familiar voice which Yaz and Ryan homed in on.

They arrived to find The Doctor and Graham locked in a heated argument.

"Why couldn't you call him something like Brad, this is mad Doc"

"Hey, it's a perfectly Earthly name, it's just as well I didn't call him K-Pax" a flustered Doctor said in her defence.

"Oh I would have lumped you if you'd called him that" Graham replied, shaking his fist.

"Oh really? You'd put your hands on a woman?" The Doctor said.

"Well you were a man once weren't you?" Graham said, his face red with frustration.

"I'm more man than half the population of this planetary den of primates" The Doctor said, prodding Graham in the chest.

"Yeah? Well perhaps next time you can be man enough to come to the aid of one when we need it, instead of checking out the view left by killer birds like when we dealt with Praxeus"

The Doctor, acting on disciplinary instinct, motioned to give Graham a firm slap, but he swiftly intercepted her hand as it prepared to strike, their eyes stabbed into one another, then he brought her closer.

"Get your paws off me" said The Doctor.

"I'll have you know there's only one other person has made me go ape like this, would you like to know how we got on?" he said.

The Doctor grabbed both of his cheeks and pressed her lips onto his.

Ryan felt a cough coming along, he couldn't help himself, he let loose, alerting the two arguing in front of him and Yaz to disengage from their activity to greet him.

"So how'd your date go?" asked Ryan.

"Swimmingly, until she told me about the baby names" said Graham

"I thought you'd have gone for something out of this world Doctor" said Ryan.

"Trust me Ryan, naming the baby the way I did that LED to an out of this world experience" said The Doctor, giving Graham a pat on the back.

"Feeling better?" asked Graham.

"Loads, thanks"

"Not going to suggest a better label for the little one are you?" Graham asked.

"Nope, I like me a bit of high-brow" The Doctor insisted.

"Right, well, can't always get what you want on a date I suppose"

"I always get what I want Graham, in thirty-eight years time they'll be a special device assembled by NASA, larger in scale to hypothetical Dyson constructs, to trap particles of fallen star clusters circulating black holes, harnessing their energies and transmitting findings back to Earth. They'll label it the Bryson sphere, named after Bryson Marcus Slater"

"This whole process was so you could stick a label on the future?" Graham asked.

"Yeah, and the chicken was nice too, thanks for paying for it, empty pockets, shall we go for a third round?" The Doctor asked.

A dumbstruck Graham shrugged and nodded.

"Splendid" The Doctor said, clicking her heels together and whistling a fine little diddy to herself as she headed back to the TARDIS.

"Way to go Kevin" Ryan said to himself.