A/N: Hello everyone! This is my first Doctor Who fic! (That doesn't include some other franchise) This started with a simple question. "What if the Doctor posed as a human for fun? This takes place after The Sound of Drums/The Last of the Time Lords so he hasn't met Donna yet. This takes place in an AU where the fourth season never happened and never will happen. Enjoy the programme:

It started as an average day for the Doctor, the last Time Lord in existence; the Oncoming Storm, whatever he was called these days. Without a companion, he wandered the vast loneliness of space.

"I wonder what it's like to be human," he thought before he had an idea. He started inputting commands on the TARDIS console, and flipped the lever, sending the TARDIS spiraling through the Time Vortex back in orbit around Earth. He started to remember what happened when he was hiding from The Family of Blood and how he had to hide his memories inside of a pocket watch. That wasn't going to happen this time, seeing how the Doctor had chosen to disguise himself as a human. The TARDIS materialized around Earth's orbit. "First things first," he thought. "I'm going to need some money." He quickly found a place inside the TARDIS that dispenses all sorts of money, dollars, pounds, and yen among others. He grabbed 50,000 pounds and set a course for London. The TARDIS materialized on Earth, but not at his requested destination. "Where am I?" he questioned, until he decided that it was better to check his location rather than to fuss about it.

"SEATTLE, WASHINGTON, USA." The monitor read.

"America!? I landed in America!?" He yelled in the empty corridors of the TARDIS. "I better go and get some American funds then. Allons-y!" He shouted to himself as he went back and grabbed $100,000. He exited the TARDIS, and saw that it was in the middle of a bustling city. He started to walk across the city streets and looked around.

"Sure are a lot of coffee shops in Seattle," he thought as he walked by five consecutive coffee shops. "Time to get started," he thought. He knew enough about human culture to know that humans need a place to stay, like a flat or something. The only problem was that in America, flats were known as apartments. He didn't know the first place to look. The Doctor stumbled through the streets to return to his TARDIS only to find that it couldn't dematerialize right now. That was okay though. The Doctor wanted the real human experience, and his TARDIS wasn't part of it. The TARDIS could at least fly. He flew the TARDIS for a few kilometers until it came crashing down. The TARDIS landed in the suburbs. "So these are the suburban areas in America," he thought. He left the TARDIS again to find that he had crashed in front of a house. The Doctor noticed that there was a For Sale sign in the front yard, with a phone number for a real estate agent. He got out his flip phone and dialed the number.

"Hello? This is Truman real estate, my name is Donald. How may I help you today?" the man on the phone asked.

"I'm calling about the house you're selling," the Doctor replied.

"Certainly. Luckily, we only have one house that's actually for sale so I know which one you want." The man said that he'll be over in an hour, because his office was so far away. He checked the price. It was $1,500,000. The Doctor quickly dispensed more money and waited for time to pass. He got out a book from his old days and started reading. By the time the Doctor finished the book, Mr. Donald had finally arrived. "Hello there, Mr. Customer!" I'll take the payment right now if you have it and we can get this over with."

"Alright," the Doctor gave all of the money to Donald. Donald smiled and placed a SOLD sign on the FOR SALE sign.

"There you go pal. The place is all yours." Donald got back in his car and drove off.

"What a strange man," the Doctor thought as he entered his new home. It looked like it had some rustic appeal. There were white walls and a fireplace. There was a hallway with two bedrooms and one bathroom with a built-in shower. There was a kitchen with all sorts of cabinets and such. It looked like the perfect place for the Doctor to set up his new life. He got the TARDIS and placed it inside of a massive walk-in closet in the Master Bedroom. He started getting things out of the TARDIS, like a just made bed, a nightstand, a desk, and a wardrobe. He preferred that to a walk-in closet any day. He got his favorite outfits and hung them up in the wardrobe. He went down to the kitchen to familiarize himself with all of the bits and bobs of a cooking station. He checked out the cabinets and realized they were empty. He looked at the built-in oven next. He saw that there were places to heat up the food and then moved on to look at the refrigerator. He noticed that it was cold and empty. He decided to go and get some food. However, he didn't know where to get any food. He left his house and locked the door. He paced up and down the street, looking for someone to talk to, when he found someone.

"Excuse me," he said, "but do you know where I can get some food? I'm new. My name is John Smith, nice to meet you."

"I'm Isaac Matthew," the man said. "There's a supermarket a few blocks down south if you want to go there."

"Thank you, Mr. Matthew." The Doctor said before heading out.

A/N: How was the first chapter? Be sure to leave a review and tell me what you liked, and what I did wrong, and any questions you have. Also, Bowties are still cool...