The pitter-pat of bare feet on the TARDIS grate filled the console room long before the owner of the feet made it in. "Oi, you get back here right now!" rang out, followed by a little giggle and faster feet. Crouching by the entryway, the Doctor caught his daughter in his arms and swung her over his head. That made her laugh and clap, until Rose exploded into the room. "Bathroom. NOW." "Don't wanna!" The Doctor swung his little blonde pixie onto his shoulders. "What if Papa helps you tonight?"