Drawing

The Doctor smiles as he sits down next to Tony, "Whatcha doing short stuff?" He asks, trying to get a look at the piece of paper the three year is hunched over.

"Making a picture," is the short reply, as a hand shoots across the table quickly to grab another crayon.

"A picture of what?"

"My family," He says quickly, before leaning away from the picture to point. "See that's me, and then there's Mummy and Daddy and Wose and then there's you."

The Doctor's eyes widened slightly at the last statement, "me? Why am I in your family picture?"

"Cuz you're family Mummy says so, so does Wose," Tony explains, as he sets the drawing aside and reaches for another piece of paper. "Do you want to color?"

"No Tony I'm—"The busy dies on his lips as Tony looks down obviously sadden. "You know what, one picture couldn't hurt."

Immediately the boy's face lights up as he hands the Doctor a piece of paper.

The Doctor smiles and takes it, grabbing a blue crayon and starting on his drawing.

He couldn't remember the last time he'd drawn, no that was a lie he could, but he didn't like remembering. The last time he'd drawn he'd been John Smith, perfectly human and perfectly happy, in his little fake life that the TARDIS had put together for him. It hurt to remember those times. To remember Joan, to remember the love that John had felt for her, he winced and pushed the memories away, refocusing on his drawing.

"What's that?" He jumps slightly at the sudden question and for the first time realizes what he had been drawing. It makes his heart hurt.

"That," he begins slowly. "Is a TARDIS." My TARDIS, he thinks, but doesn't say.

Tony's nose scrunches up, "a what?"

"A TARDIS."

"That's not a real word."

"Yes it is," the Doctor tells him, slightly appalled. "It stands for Time and Relative Dimension in Space."

"What's it do?"

"Well it travels in time and space," the Doctor states.

"That's it?"

"That's it?" The Doctor's voice squeaks. "That's it! It travels through all of time and space and all you can say is that's it."

"I've seen that sorta thing on the TV," he states and goes back to his own drawings.

The Doctor groans at Tony's obvious lost of interest. With a start he has to explain the wonders of the universe to this boy before it's too late. So quickly he sets to work.

By the time Rose enters the kitchen he has drawn hundreds of pictures and is explaining each one to Tony, watching in delight as the boy's eyes light up and as he laughs at the names Clom and Raxicoricofallipatorius.

"What have you boys been up to?" Rose asks, laughing as Tony jumps out of his seat.

"Wose! The Doc'tah told me stories and he says that you and him went on adventures! Right, Doc'tah?"

The Doctor gave him a thumbs up, smiling at himself proudly.

"See!"

Rose laughs and sets Tony down, smiling as races out of the room, his pictures in hand, yelling for his mum.

Slowly she makes her way over to the Doctor, he's lost a bit of his glamour and is now hunched over his drawings staring at them blankly.

"You miss it don't you," it's not a question. "You miss her."

"Ya," his eyes linger on his multiple TARDIS pictures. "It doesn't feel right, not having her in my head all the time, but I'll be alright."

"You sure?"

"Of course," he tells her and a smile on his face. "After all I have you don't I. Besides it's not good to dwell on the impossible."

Rose's eyes linger on the TARDIS drawing, "ya I suppose so."

They sit for silence for a bit until there's a loud call, "Doctor! I thought you said you'd only be five minutes! It's been an hour!"

The Doctor jumps to his feet startled, "crap." He mutters. "I left you're dad holding up half a cupboard, be right back."

And he's off, leaving a laughing Rose in his wake.

So here we go the first appearance of Tony, or at least I think this is the first time I've posted a story with him in it
It gets confusing because the first story I wrote about him is actually the next story which I'll post Tuesday or Wednesday

Anyways real fast:
In this Tony is three and thus it's been about three or four years since Doomsday. Also Tony was told stories about the Doctor, but he was too little to remember, thus his confusion over the TARDIS and excitement over the Doctor's stories.

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