"Ouch- Clara!"
The Doctor flinched at the flash from the camera phone in Clara's hands. Clara lowered the phone slightly, frowned and moved to a different angle, snappping another photo.
"What are you doing? Get that thing out of my face!"
"Ooooh Scottish accent. I think I like it," Clara nodded approvingly at the Doctor's new tone of voice. Regeneration into this new body hadn't been easy, and Clara was still finding it hard to believe that the silver haired, older looking man was in fact, that same person as her Chin Boy Doctor. She was dealing with the change in her own way.
She took another photo, this time from a different angle.
"Okay Gramps, tilt your head slighty- No not that way- Yeah, yeah that's the one!"
She paused, taking a look at the picture she had already taken, an approving smile beginning to form on her face.
"These are definitely going for the scrapbook!" She yelled excitedly. "I can't wait to show Dad!"
"What are you doing, Clara? Why are you-"
"Oh my God!" She double up laughing as she took another picture. "This is going to be histerical! Come here, get into a picture with me!"
Clara shoved herself up beside him and pulled a confused face, pointing a finger at the Doctor and making sure to get the Tardis console in the background. She took a look and creased up with laughter.
"Alright, this one can't wait. I'm sending it to him right now! He's never going to believe that you just sneezed and changed into a middle aged Scottish man!"
"Clara you can't just- Give that to me!"
The Doctor, although considerably older, still had good reflexes. He swiftly snatched the phone away from Clara and stared at the message on the screen, the photo attached.
"Hey, Dad! U'll never guess what! U know that bloke I travel with? The one that turned up to Christmas dinner naked? Lol, I know right. But omg anyway, he totally just sneezed and turned into a middle aged Scotsman! LOL. Much love, Clara xxx."
The Doctor took a look at the picture of the two of them attached to the message. His eyes widened in horror.
"No, no no NO!" He growled. "You can't send that!"
"Why not?" Clara pouted in disappointment.
"I blinked, take another."