Martha gave him another strange look; very few people were able to stomach her mum's fruitcake. Still, someone out there had to like the stuff, she figured, otherwise the recipe never would've been passed down to begin with.
"There isn't a way to explain Christmas. It just...is." Oh, God, this was turning into a Christmas special hopefully, the narration would note, the sort with aliens in it. "I think it's a human thing," she offered helpfully.
((ooc: I can has dark!Ten tag? *bats eyelashes* also, on a more relevant note, did you read Paul Cornell's DW Christmas story on his blog?))
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Date: 2009-12-19 08:37 pm (UTC)"There isn't a way to explain Christmas. It just...is." Oh, God, this was turning into a Christmas special
hopefully, the narration would note, the sort with aliens in it. "I think it's a human thing," she offered helpfully.((ooc: I can has dark!Ten tag? *bats eyelashes* also, on a more relevant note, did you read Paul Cornell's DW Christmas story on his blog?))