Author's Note: No money or zombies are being raised in the writing of this ficlet. Not mine, and all that. Enjoy!
Title: The Lonely Duck
Pairing: Er, depends on how you squint at it.
Rating: G
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It was a look he reserved for talking about two things: Rose Tyler and his wondrous blue time-and-space ship, the T.A.R.D.I.S. Of all places for him to have it, too. Sitting in a dirty little bar in a middle-of-nowhere town, looking for an out-of-time alien.
It was the shot glass someone had left on the bar that did it. He turned it around in his hands, reading the letters.
B-A-D W-O-L-F.
Raised red letters on a dirty little shot glass, but the isolated alien grinned.
-Fin.