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It soon became clear to the Doctor and the Master that children grow up startlingly fast, Andorra was already walking, or trying to walk at least, she was falling over quite a bit, which worried both parents as she was a Gallifreyan child she should at least be able to talk by now.

"Do you think there's something wrong with her?" the Master asked his husband one day while watching their daughter try to stand on her own.

"What do you mean?"

"Well she's a Gallifreyan baby meaning she should be more developed than this by now, she's just got the hang of sitting up on her own. A Time Tot should be walking by now, and talking, so far all she can say is Uppy when she wants to be picked up."

"Maybe she's just a slow developer."

"Maybe, but I'm beginning to worry."

"I am too. Maybe we just need to spend more time with her and help her. I mean she understands the principle of walking but she just can't stay up. Maybe it's a balance issue." The Doctor suggested.

"Maybe, but what can we do to help her?"

"Well if she weren't my daughter I'd suggest a stimulation serum to aid her development, but since she's my daughter and I know the risks I wouldn't dream of it."

"We're not doing that."

"I just said that."

The Master looked up and smiled.

"Look Doctor."

The Doctor looked up and to where his husband was looking.

"That's my girl."

Andorra was stood and shakily toddling after a butterfly.

"Dora, don't go too far from mummy and daddy."

The Master turned and looked at the Doctor.

"Mummy? I'm going to punch you out if she starts calling me mummy now."

"Sorry. I thought it'd be cute."

"I am not cute and nothing I have ever done has ever been cute so get that out your head."

They turned back to watch their daughter, she had now seemed to realise that she was on her feet and her bottom lip wobbled, suddenly her legs gave out and she fell on her bum and cried.

The Master got up and went to their daughter who was crying her eyes out and holding her arms up to be picked up.

"Did you fall down sweetie?"

The Master bent over and took hold of her hands and helped her back on her feet, he patted her backside down and got all the grass and mud off her leggings and her little dress.

"Uppy." She whined.

"No. Come on you can walk back to daddy and have something to eat."

"Bump." She said meaning she'd fall down again.

"I won't let you fall Dora."

So while holding onto the Master's hands she slowly made her way back to the Doctor who was kneeling on the picnic blanket holding his arms open so he could pick her up.

Once they arrived the Master sat down and rummaged through their picnic basket and found something for Andorra's lunch.

"We've got a new word by the way." The Master revealed.

"What? What is it?"

"Nothing like mum or dad, and I hope she won't call me mum. If she does it'll be your fault."

"You'll love it if she did." The Doctor said in a matter of fact tone.

"I guess."

"What's the new word then?"

"Bump. When I helped her up she said Bump, I assume that means she didn't want to fall again."

"Aww, see I told you, she's just getting her feet. She is only three months old you know. Besides she's already ran."

"I know, here give this to her." The Master said handing over a jar of food to his husband.

"Ooh, look what you've got, yummy. Have we got a spoon Master?"

"Boon!" Andorra cheered happily looking at the Master from her father's arms.

"Yes, Spoon."

"Boon!" she shouted and began to cry.

"Mummy's getting it now." The Doctor said.

"Mummy!" Andorra said now happy she was getting her spoon.

The Master dropped whatever he had in his hand and the Doctor held back a snigger and closed his eyes and prepared himself for an almighty wallop, but it never came. He opened his eyes to see the Master smiling with tears in his eyes, he fought the temptation to say 'I told you so.'

"Mummy, Boon!" Andorra cried getting impatient.

Later on that night Andorra was tucked up in her cot for the night sucking on her thumb, the Doctor and the Master weren't really tired, they were just lying in bed together looking up at the ceiling talking.

"I can't believe she said her first proper word today, and she ran." The Master said with a smile.

"See, I told you, you wouldn't be mad she called you 'Mummy.'"

"I'm not mad at her. You on the other hand...well I think you deserve to be punished." The Master whispered in the Doctor's ear.

"Master, we haven't done...well that, since Dora was born, before that even. Are you sure?"

"Theta, its bloody killing me. Three months without sex feels like three millennia."

"You're not that old are you?" the Doctor added cheekily.

The Master's mouth dropped.

"Oh well, I was going to let you be my Master tonight but after that I think I'll go read a book in the library."

He threatened to get up, the Doctor squealed like a little girl and pulled him back.

"No!"

"Take it back then, besides I'm only a little older than you."

"Fine, fine. I take it back. Does it still apply or have I been sent to the sin bin?"

"I..."

Before the Master could finish there was giggling from the nursery, the two Time Lords looked at each other and stopped arsing around and ran to see what had woken their daughter up and ruined their 'fun' time.

She was sat up in the cot with what appeared to be a Puppy playing with its ears.

"Doctor, what the bloody hell is that? Where did it come from? And why is it in our baby's cot?"

The Master's so called maternal instincts kicking in automatically made him think the Dog could harm his daughter, so he went and removed her from the cot.

"It's a puppy. How it got in here though I have no idea. Looks like an Earth Dog though."

"Well get rid of it."

"No!" Andorra cried. "Oggy friend."

"Aww, she wants to keep him." The Doctor said.

"No, it could have fleas, diseases..."

Seeing the look on his daughter's face, not to mention his husband's he sighed.

"Fine, but if that thing bites her, not only will I hold you responsible, I will take it for a very long walk."

"Good, then it's settled, night."

"Oi! Where do you think you're going? Get back here. Dora can sleep with us tonight; you can disinfect this fleabag, and change Dora's sheets."

"What are you going to be doing?"

"Going to bed, I'm suddenly exhausted."

The Master left the nursery with their daughter and grinned, if the Doctor wanted to keep the Dog, sacrifices had to be made, and that included their sex life.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed : )