Author: nostalgia (nostalgia_lj)
Rating: None Given, I'd say All Ages
Word Count: 1909
Author's Summary: You can't repopulate an entire species from two individuals. But most people assume you should at least try.
Characters/Pairings: Tenth Doctor/Romana
Warnings: None given*
Recced because: Hi, I'm eve11 and I'm reccing on the comm this week, hopefully enough of a variety of Doctors, companions, lengths and styles to keep everyone on their toes, at least. So, um, I figured I'd get the crack-fic out of the way early? Seriously, though, I do love those crazy stories in which Romana busts in on the Tenth Doctor's whole 'Last of the Time Lords' gig. In this one, nostalgia takes the 'repopulate the species' trope and runs with it, to rather hilarious effect. Romana's posh annoyance is a great foil to the Doctor's manic exuberance, and well, if these two are a cross-section of the Gallifreyan species and their take on offspring, then I think the fic also goes a long way toward explaining looms. Enjoy!
"I used to get sympathy," he said, still determined to have a bit of a sulk. "I used to get sympathy and people being impressed. Now all I get is superstitions about how to make sure we get whichever gender the locals prefer. 'Last of the Time Lords,' that got respect. Now I just get people making snide remarks about my sperm."
"Oh, do shut up," said Romana. "I already have at least three religions formed in expectation of me bearing some sort of deity. I'm sure that has absolutely nothing to do with some idiot wandering about letting people call him the Lonely God."
*I'm not sure what things to warn for, and in most cases I'd rather not warn than do so, especially if the author doesn't-- is it okay to just stick with the labels given on the archive?