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Unable to help himself, The Doctor boops @AdamantDrifter's nose.

ᴛʜᴇ 13ᴛʜ ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ ʀᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ

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"I'm late!" He shouts as he realizes he's been gone for a month. The Time Lord had once again failed to properly fly his TARDIS.

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"I found a balloon!"

"Must apologize for the delay in replies, my human has been awfully busy lately."

"Nothing says Christmas with Amy and Rory like being greeted at the door with a water gun."

"Oi! It's Christmas Eve. I promise I've been good this year. Well except for those times I may have put the Ponds in danger, but I managed to get them out of it." He really hopes that Jolly old Saint Nick will forgive him and keep him on the nice list.

Putting on a Santa hat, the Time Lord begins to hand out candy canes to anyone he sees.

"JENNY!" He shouts rather happy to see his friend. "Would you like one to take to Vastra? I have plenty." x.com/aerialvitality…

"Happy Christmas everyone!" The Time Lord shouts with joy.

Hm, Vastra wasn't a fan of sweets, he'll need to remember that for next time. "Thank you. Well Jenny do enjoy the candy cane, and I hope you and Vastra have a Happy Christmas!" x.com/aerialvitality…

|| I write for three different Doctor's but Eleven will always be my fav for light bantery stuff.

He notices that his TARDIS is all humany wumany now. Luckily the Time Lord resists all urges to call the now human version of his time machine Sexy, just in case a certain archeologist is listening.

He wasn't one to get cross with people, but the Time Lord was cross with the human for neglecting him for his older selves.

"Happy New Year!"

The Time Lord has a tendency of getting lost. He was supposed to pick up the Ponds hours ago but instead he found himself in a hat shop, trying on each and every hat he saw.