Rest assured I was on the Internet within minutes registering my disgust throughout the world

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Just saw this week's Doctor Who and you know, the episode was decent, all things considered, it had its moments, had some instances of human beings actually acting human, didn't feature any gratutitous kissing (at least, not involving Ten)...

...and then I saw the previews for next week before turning it off.

Oh god.

Oh god.

OH JOHN RINGO GOD NO.

I don't believe I've hollered "WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! NO!!" at my televised media display screen before with quite the fervor as I just did, and that includes the response to the concrete slab-fucker scene from a few seasons ago.

There's only one way this little premise could work and if what we see next week is not that way, I fear next week I will be hollering "RUSSELL T. DAVIES YOU ARE DEAD TO ME, DO YOU HEAR ME? OOPS NO, YOU CAN'T, BECAUSE YOU ARE DEAD TO ME."

Sigh.

Comments

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Perhaps I just don't get what kind of child a "love-child" is supposed to be. I am not hip to the vernacular--what distinguishes a "love-child" from any other sort of child? Is that a hitherto-unknown child? The preview didn't sound like Ten was surprised that he had a daughter, just surprised that she'd popped up.

I'd expect the child to be from a previous regeneration anyway. Nine or Ten making babies would be very out-of-character, I agree. I don't know enough about Six, Seven, and Eight to have an opinion. Five? Maybe. Four? You just know he and Romana danced regularly. Two and Three seem unlikely candidates (I don't doubt that Three would, but he was stuck on Earth the whole time and I really don't see him as the type to be making babies with humans), and, of course, there's One and Susan's mother, which would make sense but probably isn't what's going to happen.

The point is that Nine and Ten have intimacy issues, but that's not necessarily true of the previous versions. I think there's also room between "dances every chance he gets" and "never dances" that leaves room for someone to dance once in a while without being a dancing fool about it.