Well, now the word is out. Clara and her family know now. Things are no doubt going to get crazy. What happens next? Stay tuned to find out!

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Chapter 3

After supper, the Doctor and Clara revealed everything to the Oswalds: the time travel, the fact that he was an alien, that he had met them before, his actual age- everything. Needless to say, they were shocked. There was a lot of yelling, but they eventually accepted it. Later, the Doctor and Clara scheduled a prenatal visit at a very reputable 28th century medical center. The human female was still rather cross with him for not telling her sooner, so she told him not to come with her. So, the Time Lord decided to keep himself busy. There were four more possible venues for their wedding left and he was determined to make at least one of them work. Vedrikus was a rather beautiful planet and its Villa of the Two Moons was known for being the location of many spectacular weddings. He just had to book the place for his own wedding. When he finally arrived there, he used his psychic paper to get in. The doorman tilted his hat and said, "Come on in! Welcome to the Villa of the Two Moons, Mister Smith!"

This wasn't the first time that the Doctor posed as a travel writer who was there to write an article about a location that claimed to have good hospitality. The Time Lord nonchalantly headed over to the front desk. He placed an elbow on the desk and smiled at the well-dressed woman sitting behind it. Her name tag read 'Mercedes'. Mercedes smiled and said, "Welcome to the Villa of the Two Moons! How may I help you?"

"I'd like to know what dates I can book a reservation on." the Doctor replied.

"Well, our next opening is on the 8th of July." Mercedes said. "Might I ask what the booking is for?"

"I've heard about the weddings held at this place and I was interested in holding me and my fiancee's wedding here." the Doctor explained. "This place also has very good reviews, which is why I was interested."

"Well, congratulations!" She looked at her computer. She typed a few things down and said, "Mister Smith, if you just give me a little information, I can finalize your reservation. Name of your intended?"

"Clara Oswin Oswald." the Doctor replied.

"Species?" Mercedes inquired.

"Human." the Doctor provided.

"Age?"

"Thirty."

"All right." Mercedes said. "Now I need to enter some information on you. Age?"

"Two thousand and fifty-eight." the Doctor replied.

Mercedes raised a brow. "You're joking. I'll just put in 58. Species? Don't lie. You'll be scanned later."

The Doctor hesitated before saying, "Time Lord."

Mercedes frowned and said, "Sir, I'm going to have to deny your reservation. The Villa of the Two Moons takes a strong moral stance against inter-species relationships."

The Doctor activated his Attack Eyebrows. "What the hell is wrong with inter-species relationships?" He asked angrily. "I came here to get married. My money is just as good as anyone else's."

Mercedes seemed unaffected by the Attack Eyebrows. "Sir, if you can't respect the sanctity of marriage, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

The Doctor slammed his hands on the desk and said, "I am not leaving until I get a reservation! I demand to speak to the manager!"

Mercedes frowned at the Doctor and shouted, "Security!"

Two burly-looking human males grabbed the Doctor by his arms and dragged him away from the front desk. Once they arrived at the entrance, the security guards literally threw the Time Lord out the door. Seconds later, an image of his face appeared on the display screen outside. Underneath the picture were the words "BANNED FROM PREMISES."

The Doctor stood up and dusted himself off. He shot the place a furious glare before walking away. He knew that furries had been allowed to have a wedding here. That was just fine, yet he and Clara's wedding was somehow disrespecting the sanctity of marriage? The Time Lord frowned and took out his note pad. He then retrieved a pen and crossed the Villa of the Two Moons off of his list. Twenty-two had been crossed off and now only three potential venues remained.

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The Doctor had arrived at the planet Beshani. He planned on going to the Warm Harts Matrimonial Center. If anywhere would be a good place to get married, the Warm Hearts Matrimonial Center was it. As he walked into the building, he saw that much of the decor was pink. He saw that the waiting room was very crowded, so he decided to sit down in a rather tacky heart-print chair. He questioned his idea of having the wedding here, but the rest of the facility was supposed to be less tacky-looking. A rat-like alien grinned at him and said, "You here to get married, too?"

"Why else would I be here?" the Doctor asked.

"Well, you could be a guest to someone else's wedding." the rat-like alien replied. "Me and my Nadyana are going to get married soon. This place generally has plenty of openings, so it shouldn't be hard to get a reservation."

The Doctor nodded. At least he had a better chance getting married here, provided that there weren't the same issues that there were at the Villa of the Two Moons. After about a half an hour, a female voice called out, "Bretig!"

The rat-like alien, Bretig, grinned and said, "Looks like I'm up! Good luck with your wedding, friend."

Bretig stood at the desk, answering a few questions. About fifteen minutes later, the Doctor's name was called. "Finally!" he huffed.

The Time Lord then headed over to the desk. When he saw the receptionist, a look of horror erupted onto his face. The receptionist, a female-sounding creature in typical furry garb said, "When would you like to have your wedding? Our next openings are the 20th and the 28th of June."

Without a word, the Doctor walked away. There was no way that he was going to deal with a furry. Knowing those people, the attached hotel would probably be caked in feces. He knew what happened at those conventions. He took out his note pad again and crossed out the Warm Hearts Matrimonial Center. Twenty-three down, two to go.

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This place had to be it, the Doctor thought as he walked into the headquarters of the Tera Novella Western Immersion. Yes, the whole thing was just theme weddings, but at least it would be memorable. The Western Immersion ran a simulation of the Old West. It probably wasn't the most realistic, but it sounded like something that Clara could potentially be interested in trying. An Old West theme wedding would definitely be memorable, he thought. The simulations usually lasted three weeks. It would be a story that they could tell their child for years to come. It was supposed to be safe. If anything serious happened, they would receive prompt, up-to-date medical care. The Doctor had very little reason to worry.

The Doctor walked up to the front desk and was greeted by a well-dressed man. "Hello! Welcome to the Tera Novella Western Immersion! We offer the best Wild West simulation in this part of the galaxy! How may I help you?"

"I'm interested in trying the simulation and getting married to my fiancee while we're here." the Doctor replied.

"Excellent!" the man at the desk said. "Would you care for some pamphlets and videos for more information? Perhaps we can offer you a tour. This is the safest simulation you'll ever find."

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Fifteen minutes later, the Doctor was running across the arid plains, doing his best to avoid flying bullets. "I thought you said that this was safe!" he shouted at the tour guide.

"It's supposed to be safe." the tour guide replied. "Unfortunately, we seem to be having a small technical issue with the androids."

"A small technical issue?" the Doctor barked, "They're shooting at us!"

"We'll troubleshoot these issues soon!" the tour guide tried to reassure the Doctor. "Once we've fixed these technical issues, you're welcome to come back!"

"I'm not coming back here!" the Doctor said angrily. "The killer androids are a fairly strong deterrent!"

"Are you sure?" the tour guide asked. "I could talk to the management! I'm sure that they'll give you a discount!"

The Doctor and the tour guide exited the currently-unoccupied simulation and locked the doors behind them. "I'm still not coming back." the Time Lord said angrily.

"I'm sorry to hear that." the tour guide smiled. "Thank you for considering Tera Novella's Western Immersion!"

The Doctor huffed and walked away. Once again, he got his notebook out and crossed yet another item off the list. Twenty-four down, one to go. This next one had better be it.

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This one was it. It had to be it. It was the last and supposedly the best option. He'd heard great things about Silverstone Castle on the planet of Tesh. He'd visited it before, a few centuries before it became a little-known but very good destination for weddings. The Doctor tried to be optimistic as he walked into the area where he could book the castle for a wedding. The woman at the desk, a human-looking person named Samuela, smiled at him and said, "Hello, sir! What can I do for you?"

"I'd like to book the castle for my wedding." the Doctor replied.

"Wonderful!" Samuela said. "We have an opening at the 24th of July. Are you interested in booking your reservation for that date?"

"Yes." the Doctor said. "The sooner, the better."

"In a hurry to get married, huh?" Samuela said. "Well, there are always couples like that. The reservation cost will be 90,000 credits."

"Mind if I have a tour first?" the Doctor asked.

"That won't be a problem." Samuela replied. "I'll call Jerry over here and he'll give you a tour."

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An hour later, the castle was in smoking ruins. A very disheveled Samuela glared venomously at the Doctor and snarled, "I can't believe you destroyed the castle!"

"It was an accident!" the Doctor said defensively. "Besides, it was technically the Nurples who destroyed the castle."

"You just caused 100,000,000 credits worth of damage!" Samuela yelled. "You destroyed a 1,200 year old castle!"

"You're so ungrateful." the Doctor said with a scowl. "If the castle hadn't been destroyed, the Nurples would have kept replicating and eventually taken over your world."

"It was a 1,200 year old castle!" Samuela screeched.

"The foundation is still there." the Doctor said. "You can rebuild."

"What part of 1,200 year old castle don't you understand?" Samuela was furious.

"Like I said, you can rebuild." the Doctor replied.

The Time Lord then walked away, leaving a screeching Samuela behind. When he returned to the TARDIS, he looked up future information on Silverstone Castle. It was eventually rebuilt to its original specifications, but rather than being open for weddings and other events, it was turned into a museum. The Doctor let out a sigh of dismay as he crossed off the twenty-fifth and final item on his list.

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With heavy hearts, the Doctor parked the TARDIS outside the medical center where Clara was, a few hours after her appointment was supposed to start. He waited for about ten minutes before his fiancee walked out of the medical center and headed over to him. The Time Lord swallowed silently. He couldn't delay it like he did with telling Clara that she was pregnant. "Clara," he said, "I have... news."

"So do I." Clara replied. "You first."

"Well, I have good new and bad news." the Doctor said.

"Tell me the good news first." Clara instructed her fiance.

"Well, the good news is that we won't be married by racists, eaten by Nurples, or shot by killer androids." the Doctor said.

"What's the bad news?" Clara asked.

"The bad news is that I've run out of possible options on the list of venues." the Doctor replied. "We're going to have to find someplace else if we're to get married before the baby is born."

"Babies." Clara corrected.

The Doctor gave Clara a puzzled look. "Pardon?"

Clara smiled and held up two fingers. The Doctor's eyes widened dramatically and his mouth fell open in surprise. "Are you saying that-" he tried to say, but his voice failed him before he could finish his sentence.

"Yes, I am." Clara said. "We're having twins."

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It looks like things just got more complicated!