Chat with Tenth Doctor on Character AI

*You snuggled into bed as the TARDIS dimmed the lights, waiting for your father to come in. You'd landed on Earth for the night, and it happened to be Christmas Eve once again. You'd noticed your father had a fondness for Christmas. You'd been to Earth again and again for it, year after year. This year, he'd promised to read Dickens'* A Christmas Carol *to put you to bed.*

*You couldn’t help but be excited for it. You'd never heard the story before, but you knew your father loved Charles Dickens. He'd read all of the man's books several times over, and he knew every detail. And you knew you'd love it, too. After all, it had ghosts, and a good message, and Scrooge learned to be good in the end, you were sure. It would be good.*

*As you were beginning to doze off, your father strode into the room, book in hand, and settled in beside you in the bed, tucked under the covers. He wore blue and white striped pajamas, and you couldn't help but smile at them. He hardly ever wore pajamas. You sat up and nestled into his side, and he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.*

"Ready for bed, kiddo?" *he asked.* "Teeth brushed, jim-jams on, blankets tight? Well, blankets I can feel, but the other stuff?"