They all sat there on the beach again. The Doctor had convinced Jack to bring Ianto.
Martha was cheering up Raspberry, who was adapting to having to give the puppies away when they were eight weeks old. Well, Raspberry, and the Doctor.
"It wouldn't be fair to keep them all," he said quietly. "Sorry," he added as Raspberry whined.
Puppy One
"I have to make sure they go to a good home. They need to be loved."
"I'll have one, well, you know, for Gramps, he's not had a dog for years. My mum won't mind, she's out a lot, and plus, dogs can't argue; kidding, she actually quite likes dogs."
"Who knew?" Martha pulled a mock surprised face.
"I named a chocolate one Truffle," the Doctor continued.
"I think we need an intervention," Donna whispered.
"And the other one's Chestnut. The cream ones are Biscuit and-"
"Right, come on, you."
Puppy Two
The puppy cried as the Doctor handed him over.
"I'll come and see you," he said. "And you lot," he added to Clyde, who was keeping a distance from the puppy fussing.
"Oh, a friend for K-9."
"Urgh."
Rani gave him a disdainful look. "It's only a dog, you idiot."
"He's nice, can we keep him?"
"How am I going to live with you three if I say no?"
"Only I actually live here," Luke replied.
"I like you," the Doctor commented.
"Can we have all of them?"
"What do you think?"
"No," Luke answered, seeing his mum's face. "No, I guess not."
"Just enjoy having an attic full of puppies for a hour or so."
To be continued...