"What’s wrong with you? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
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“What?” She tried to smile, shaking her head. “N-no, I. . . I don’t look ike I’ve seen a ghost. You’re mistaken.”

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"What’s wrong with you? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
( meme )
“What?” She tried to smile, shaking her head. “N-no, I. . . I don’t look ike I’ve seen a ghost. You’re mistaken.”
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It had already been a long day between dealing with her students as well as babysitting a two thousand year time lord. By the time evening rolled around Clara was hardly in the mood. Somehow Danny deemed this the perfect time to ask her about topics they really ought to have sorted through back when she was calmer and had a clearer head. She had tried to tell him this, but apparently on his side the conversation just couldn’t wait.
As an English teacher at a secondary school where she had to deal with the occasional impossible student one would think Clara Oswald had become an expert on dealing with her temper. In some ways, she had. It had been a long time since she had snapped at a kid. She always remained firm, but usually her anger was kept locked up. Well that anger had been locked up and agitated too long and now it was bursting free. It was too much for the young woman to keep contained with in her. Instead of listening to whatever Danny was going on about now Clara was stalking towards him and gripping his tie so she could pull his lips to crash into hers.
“Just watch it with me. Maybe it’ll give us some ideas.” danny no
“Do... you think so?” Clara held the DVD between two fingers. “Alright. I’m game.”
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“Rupert! You need to stop picking fights with every kid who looks at us funny. There’s justice and well....there’s JUSTICE.” Not that Henry was looking up from his recent Batman comic, shoes propped up on another chair, speaking absently. “Tim will get told off and that’ll be that....” he said, trailing off as he started to get absorbed into the characters on the colourful pages.
amazing. the bundle in her arms was just amazing. and it was all hers. hers and danny’s. the baby had finally stopped crying and had opened her eyes; she was taking in her surroundings, and clara’s eyes met hers, smiling. she was aware that danny was here too; she couldn’t look away from the little beauty in her arms. without taking her eyes away from the little one, she reached her free hand out to take danny’s.
“ what should we name her? “
"Would... would you want kids with me?" (Fob-Watched verse) ((So not sorry))
"I— hadn’t really thought about it much, honestly. I dunno—- a half time lord, half human baby? How’d that work out?"
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“Go on, I dare you.” She insisted stepping closer to him and staring up at him, arms crossed.
[ I'd like to apologize for being so damn slow on getting the gicons done! I'm working on them a little bit at a time, but I'm afraid I get distracted very easily. They will be done soon though, I promise! Thanks for being so patient guys! ]