Drabble (14/22): Unforeseen Consequence

Adam stared down at the strip of paper in his hand.

"But I can't be pregnant," he protested. "How can I be pregnant? I don't
have the right bits. It doesn't make any sense."

The Doctor patted his shoulder. "I've found that common sense isn't much
use when it comes to children conceived on the TARDIS. Best not to worry
about it."

"That's easy for you to say... hang on." Adam swung round. "If you knew
this was going to happen, why didn't you say something? I need this like—"

"Like a hole in the head?" the Doctor suggested, brightly.