Batches Of Lovely Cupcakes

Strolling

[At a Park]

(Country): Olliver!
I know you done something!

(2p-England): What ever do you mean, Love?
*Smiles*

(Country): I know you done something.
It's a lovely day out and we're having a good time.
For once what have you done?

(2p-England): *Sassily Gasps*
You must mistaken me for a scoundrel, love.

(Country): Olliver.

(2p-England): I am a respected member of the community.
To even insinuate.

(Country): Okay Oliver.
So what did you do today?

(2p-England): Well let's see.
I washed your (Vechicle), Love.

(Country): Uh-huh.
You are sweet, Ollie!

(2p-England): Made a donation to the local Girl Scout troops.

(Country): Uh-huh.

(2p-England): I returned your overdued (Borrowed Item) at (Returning Place).

(Country): Sure and I can't believe you found it for me, I thought I lost it.

(2p-England): Hmm...
*Thinking*
I stepped on the poor ladybug by accident, of course.
Andd...
I baked some cupcakes for our neighbor, (Insert Random Name).
I believe that all I did, love.
Done.

(Country): That's it?
*Arching an eyebrow*

(2p-England): That it.

[Suddenly a rip between them appear showing the time rip.]
{God Oliver! The Doctor wouldn't be happy about this!}

(2p-England): Ohh!

(Country): OLLIVER!!!
WHAT IS THAT!?!
*Panics*

(2p-England): I may..
have forgotten one of my activities.

(Country): Olliver!

(2p-England): I apologize that was wrong of me to forget.

(Country): Explain, Olliver.

(2p-England): Well from here it looks like a weather balloon.

(Country): I am not in the mood for this, Olliver.

(2p-England): I think it's just a lens flare and some dust.

(Country): Just tell me, Oliver!
*Frustrated*

(2p-England): I may have created a crack in space time.
Through which to collect millions of baby hands.

[Silence of Judgement]

(Country): Huh...

(2p-England): What do you mean?
Huh?

(Country): I think I was expecting worse.

(2p-England): Pff.
Worse?
But this is crazy, Love!

(Country): I know.
But the last with the nuke and faces...

(2p-England): Come on look that this.
How did I even do this?
{Huh.. Maybe he's the Doctor...! Nope...}

(Country): I don't understand how, or why you even do anything that is not from Rose!

(2p-England): Do you know what it feels like Oliver, now.
It hurt, but not as much as the babies.
But it hurts.

(Country): Uh...
Olliver...

(2p-England): What is, love?

(Country): Why are only hands of white babies?

(2p-England): Well you know.
Whitey gotta pay.

(Country): Ah.

(2p-England): The payment is baby hands.

(Country): €_€....
*Sighs and Facepalms*
'What am I going to do with you, Ollie...'

[Walking back home with Oliver]

To Be Continued...