Hungry Hummingbirds
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Donna looked at the TARDIS door lovingly. On the blue background, above the "Police Box" sign, was a small hook, on which, now, hung a hummingbird feeder. The light pink liquid in it swirled and cast colorful shadows onto the ground as it swung in the gentle breeze.
"Having fun?" the Doctor came up to her and followed her gaze.
"Yes," Donna nodded with a proud smile. "And the birds will be, too."
"There aren't that many hummingbirds in the Time Vortex," he said. "Or on Zorax 9."
"We spend a lot of time on Earth, too," Donna seemed unaffected by his dismissal of the feeder, and shrugged. "I'll take it off when it's not needed."
"Fine," the Doctor rolled his eyes. "But put out some other bird feeders, too. Don't discriminate."
Donna nodded, and soon did that, the Doctor getting the best feed he could find.
"Why did you have to do that?" the Doctor asked as he and Donna looked out of the TARDIS window.
"Because they like the food," Donna defended loudly, shouting over the hum of the birds.
"How long until they leave?" the Doctor sighed, resigned to keeping the TARDIS in place, not that she minded.
Donna sheepishly put her head down, "I don't know."