He crept through the TARDIS until he found PD. His little boy. He knew he needed to know he was alright - and he needed to sleep. It wasn’t good for his health or the baby’s health. And if he had to hold PD until he fell asleep, he damn well would.
Once he found him, he walked slowly (his bare feet made it easy to creep) up behind him. He wrapped his arms around his son and pulled him into a tight hug from behind. “Good morning.”
Well it ran for 2 hours and 17 minutes, then stopped. I’ll have to troubleshoot that today.
Still needs a healthy splash of color, and that weight will eventually be replaced with something neater.
This is a lot of fun, except for cutting all of those dowels.