Doctorin' the TARDIS (Part Four)
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darnedchildSummary: John takes the news well. For the most part.
Rating: G
A/N - The original one word prompt request – “TARDIS” for Sherlolly, from @dmollyc. However, I decided I wanted to write a sequel, so …
The title comes from the 1988 song from The Timelords/The KLF. If you haven’t heard it, you should definitely look it up if you’re a fan of cheesy novelty pop songs and Doctor Who.
Doctorin’ the TARDIS (Part Four)
John took some convincing. At first, he thought Sherlock and Molly were having him on. It took peeking through the door of the TARDIS for the truth of the situation to sink in.
“How? How is—It’s bigger on the inside!”
“And there it is.” The Doctor shared a mutual eye roll with Sherlock.
He’d moved to step inside, Rosie on his hip and a look of awe on his face, when the Doctor slid in front to block him with wide open arms. “No, no, nooo, no more children in here! Who knows what the TARDIS will do if given half a chance, and I will not be held responsible for a bout of premature puberty.”
Molly rushed in to take Rosie for some last minute cuddles, leaving the men alone.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” John asked.
“I want to be with Molly,” Sherlock immediately replied. “I don’t care about the where or when.”
“I’m happy for you, mate. I truly am.”
Molly handed Rosie back and gave John a kiss on the cheek. “It’s not forever, John. We’ll be back.”
Rosie leaned her head against her father’s. “Promise?”
“We promise,” Sherlock solemnly reassured her.
Rating: G
A/N - The original one word prompt request – “TARDIS” for Sherlolly, from @dmollyc. However, I decided I wanted to write a sequel, so …
The title comes from the 1988 song from The Timelords/The KLF. If you haven’t heard it, you should definitely look it up if you’re a fan of cheesy novelty pop songs and Doctor Who.
Doctorin’ the TARDIS (Part Four)
John took some convincing. At first, he thought Sherlock and Molly were having him on. It took peeking through the door of the TARDIS for the truth of the situation to sink in.
“How? How is—It’s bigger on the inside!”
“And there it is.” The Doctor shared a mutual eye roll with Sherlock.
He’d moved to step inside, Rosie on his hip and a look of awe on his face, when the Doctor slid in front to block him with wide open arms. “No, no, nooo, no more children in here! Who knows what the TARDIS will do if given half a chance, and I will not be held responsible for a bout of premature puberty.”
Molly rushed in to take Rosie for some last minute cuddles, leaving the men alone.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” John asked.
“I want to be with Molly,” Sherlock immediately replied. “I don’t care about the where or when.”
“I’m happy for you, mate. I truly am.”
Molly handed Rosie back and gave John a kiss on the cheek. “It’s not forever, John. We’ll be back.”
Rosie leaned her head against her father’s. “Promise?”
“We promise,” Sherlock solemnly reassured her.