PARENTHOOD

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Seven

The fire crackled in the fireplace while Duer sat on the high back chair in the library, reading one of his favorite books, and was happily sipping on a banana milkshake. He teased himself about still having room in his stomach after eating all the yummy food at the Doctor and Rain's birthday party, but he had been thinking about a triple scoop banana milkshake with white chocolate shavings for the last hour and a half. Placing his feet up on the footstool, he softly smiled then frowned as he started feeling like he was being watched and folded the book over his chest.

"Hello?" he asked as he looked around then shrugged and went back to reading his book. He sipped on the banana milkshake when he thought he heard giggling and placed the glass down on the small table next to the high back hair. Standing up, he turned then knelt down on the cushion and peeked over the top of the high back chair. No one was behind the high back chair as he sighed, picked up the book and sat back down. It was then he reached over to pick the glass off the small table that he realized the glass was gone and looked over at the small table, pouting. "What?"

Getting up, he placed the book on the cushion when he scratching the back of his neck and tried to figure out where the glass went.

"You didn't take it, did you?" he asked as he looked up at the ceiling and the TARDIS softly grumbled in his head. "Well, if you didn't take it, where did it go?"

Duer looked around the high back chair, under the small table next to the high back chair, under the high back chair and even checked the mantel over the fireplace, but the glass wasn't there. Shrugging, he walked to the door when he saw the glass sitting on the table near the door and walked to the table.

"Ok, who did this?" he asked then sighed, picked up the glass and walked back to the high back chair. He sipped on the banana milkshake when he half choked on it and placed the glass on the small table near the high back chair. "Right, where did my book go?"

The TARDIS grumbled in his head as Duer sighed and walked to the bookcase. He looked through the titles when he heard a soft thud and turned around, seeing the book on the floor. Walking over to the book, he bent down, picked the book off the floor then stood up and his mouth fell open, seeing that the high back chair was now gone.

"What?" he asked as he held the book against his chest then saw that the high back chair was now on the other side of the room by the door. Duer walked to the high back chair when he heard giggling then spun around, seeing no one behind him. Sighing, Duer placed the book on the cushion, carefully lifted the high back chair up then carried the high back chair to the fireplace, placing the high back chair back to where it was originally. After picking the book up and sitting down, he reached over for the glass when he realized that the glass was gone again and he stood up, looking up at the ceiling. "Right, will you please stop doing that?"

The TARDIS grumbled inside his head that she wasn't doing anything and he sighed, rolling his eyes. He looked around the room when he found the glass on one of the shelves of the bookcase at the far end of the room and walked to the bookcase, picking the glass off the shelf. Turning around, he looked at the high back chair when he walked to the high back chair then looked down, seeing that the book was gone and Duer looked at the ceiling.

"Right," he sighed then walked out of the room and headed down the hallway. What he didn't notice was the small, black ball following him while he walked around the corner and headed for the kitchen. Going inside the kitchen, he placed the glass on the counter then headed for the refrigerator and opened the door. Leaning over, he looked for something to make a sandwich with when he pulled out a loaf of bread, a packet of sliced turkey and a jar of spicy mustard. Standing up, he held everything in his arms when he turned around and saw that the glass was now on the kitchen table.

"Yeah," Duer said as he walked to the kitchen table and placed everything on the table. He walked to the counter when he opened the drawer and took out a knife then opened the cupboard, taking out a plate. Turning around, he nearly dropped the knife and plate on the floor when he saw the loaf of bread was now on the top of the refrigerator and the jar of spicy mustard was upside down on the kitchen table. Sighing, he walked to the kitchen table as he placed the knife and plate down on the kitchen table then turned, walking to the refrigerator. Taking the loaf of bread down, he turned to see that the packet of sliced turkey was now was on the counter near the coffee maker and Duer sighed, looking at the ceiling.

"This is getting old," he whispered when he walked to the counter and picked the packet of sliced turkey off the counter. He heard the giggling again as he turned around but there was no one behind him. Strumming his fingers on the counter, Duer walked to the kitchen table then went about making his sandwich and softly hummed. Licking some of the spicy mustard off his thumb, he placed the sandwich on the plate then picked the plate and the glass off the table and headed for the door. The TARDIS cleaned up his mess as he walked down the hallway and headed for the control room.

Placing the plate and glass on the console, he picked up one half of the sandwich as he started nibbling on it and looked at the screen. Reaching over, he realized that the glass was gone and sighed, swallowing. Walking around the console, he saw that the glass was now on the other side of the console and picked up the glass, sipping on the banana milkshake.

"Where's Cameron?" he asked while looking at the ceiling and the TARDIS grumbled, asking which Cameron he was talking about. "I'm talking about my brother-in-law."

The TARDIS grumbled that Cameron was at the Hub with Jack and Torchwood and Duer nodded, sipping on the banana milkshake. Suddenly he noticed something out of the corner of his eyes when he peeked around the rotor and saw the small, black ball sailing toward the plate. The plate vanished then reappeared on the jump seat and the small black ball vanished behind the coral. Hearing giggling, Duer hushed the TARDIS as he quietly walked around the console then headed for the coral and smiled. He watched the small, black ball moving side to side as he moved closer then grabbed the small, black ball and heard soft voices coming from the small, black ball. Opening his hand, Duer looked at the small, black ball as it floated into the air and noticed that it was a camera ball.

"Well, hello there, who is spying on me?" he asked.

"Hi, Daddy!" came from the small, black ball as he smiled and shook his head.

"Hey there, Butterfly, mind telling me what's going on?"

"Nope, I can't tell you."

"But Daddy thinks he's going bonkers because things keep disappearing then reappearing somewhere else."

"Like your 'nana milkshake?"

"Yeah, just like that."

"Did you see what we did in the kitchen?"

"Yeah, that was really clever."

"I thought it was funny when you saw that the bread was on the refrigerator."

"Yeah, it was funny. Was that you I heard giggling?"

"Yep," Faith said, popping the "p".

"Mind telling me how you did that?"

"I didn't do it. Cameron did," she said when Duer heard a sigh and softly smiled, leaning on the coral.

"Nice going," Cameron said as Duer thought for a few seconds then rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Ah, you're running tests on your teleportation device, eh?" Duer asked.

"Yeah," Cameron sighed.

"Mind telling me how this spy camera got into the TARDIS?"

"I left it there months ago," Cameron said and Duer frowned, thinking for a few seconds.

"And how long have you been testing the teleportation device?"

"For the last few months," Cameron said when Duer smiled and rolled his eyes.

"That would explain why things have been disappearing then reappearing," he said and Faith giggled.

"Sorry about that," Cameron said and Duer softly laughed.

"That's ok."

"And everything tastes ok?" Cameron asked as Duer nibbled on the half of sandwich and chewed, switched chewing from one side of his mouth to the other. Swallowing, he walked to the console when he picked up the banana milkshake and sipped on it.

"Yep, everything tastes fine," he said when the small black ball vanished and he felt a tiny tingling sensation on the palm of his hand. Shrugging, he placed the half of the sandwich back on the plate then picked the plate and glass up, sitting down on the jump seat. The TARDIS made a cup holder in the arm of the jump seat as he placed the glass in the hole then placed his feet on the console and started eating his sandwich.

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