((Not quite sure if I'm going to use Robin for this or not, so I guess I'll just see how it starts off))
Brian clapped his hands, standing at a small wooden podium overlooking a small crowd of people. This was it. This would be the day, he could feel it. 'Alright, everyone quiet down please!' He shouted, unnecessarily loudly, for no one had been talking in the first place. 'We're all aware of what we're looking for, yes?' No reply. Tough crowd. 'Okay, good enough. Staying in the Cardiff area, we locate the rift and keep our eyes peeled. Blue police box, yeah? Keep looking for the blue police box.' Grinning brightly, he scanned the unmoving participants in his lecture. 'No, Mrs.Cornsburry, please wait til the end. Everyone have their gear?' No noise. 'Perfect. The hunt starts tomorrow at 0600.' Julia strolled over to the young boy, ruffling his hair. 'That's a bit early, innit? Now come on, time for bed.'
With an annoyed sigh, Brian stepped away from the makeshift podium composed of wooden blocks, waving a hand at the gathered stuffed animals before following his mother to his room. Soon. He'd find the man. Find out where he was and why he kept lurking around his house. Find out why he'd chosen them, of all people, to investigate. Hopping up onto his mattress, he waited eagerly for his mum to tuck him in. 'Night, my love,' She murmured, drawing up his covers and planting a kiss on his forehead. 'Night, mummy.' With a motherly smile, Julia flicked off the lights and left the room, letting the door open just a crack so the light in the hall could make its way in.
Maybe it was a mistake bringing him to the LInDA meetings. He was starting to get all these ideas. Claiming he saw the Doctor wandering about their own home, holding those little play meetings, even using poor old Cornsburry's name. She was invested in the group, of course, but had a proper life complete with a job and a child. Brian, on the other hand, was a bit too involved. Perhaps she shouldn't be bringing him along tomorrow. But she couldn't disappoint her little boy. Sighing in frustration, she flopped down on the couch and turned on the telly, silently contemplating her options.
'Oh please can I come, mummy?' Brian begged, tugging on his mother's pantleg. 'Alright, alright, but promise you're not going to get into any trouble?' The boy nodded eagerly, obviously not understanding the meaning of the word "promise". Piling into the minivan, the pair set off for Cardiff, ready to join the rest of the group in finding the Time Lord.
It was barely 5 minutes into the drive when Julia realized this was going to be harder than she thought. 'Are we there yet?' Shaking her head, she turned up the radio, hoping to tune the poor child out. It wasn't bad parenting, she told herself, it was sanity.
Catching up with the group, Julia managed a grin, tugging Brian along behind her. 'Sorry we're late, had a bit of traffic.' Mrs. Cornsburry nodded, forgiving them for missing the first 30 minutes. 'You haven't been forgotten. You're scheduled for the cameras for the first hour or so.' Returning the nod, Julia dragged her son away from the equipment before he could break it and hurried towards her station. This was going to be a long day.
Not even five minutes later, Brian had slipped away, a stuffed elephant in his arms as he scurried around, eyes searching for what he'd heard the group discussing when he was actually paying attention.