Note: I actually wrote eight little drabbles for Dalek Week. Whoops!

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8. potatoes

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"Papa," Sophie whines, "why are we having potatoes again?"

"Because they're quite nutritious," Alek says, putting one on Max's plate as well.

Sophie looks at her potato, disgruntled.

Alek leans forward and whispers, "And because it's the only thing your mother can cook."

Sophie and Max break into giggles. Alek leans back again - and receives a punch to the shoulder.

"The only thing I can cook, either," he amends as Deryn sits, baby Ernst in her arms.

Deryn smirks. "I suppose we could toss this in the bin and -"

"Go for fish and chips!" Sophie cries, excited.

So they do.