Title: "The French are Weird!
Pairing: Martin Crieff/The Doctor
TV Show: Cabin Pressure/Doctor Who
Word Count: ~600
Rating: G
A/N: I don't mean to offend anyone. It's a joke from CP LOL
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"I don't understand them, their accents are completely jibbery jabbery!" The Doctor held out his sonic screwdriver to a couple sitting on the bench, chatting away. Martin, meanwhile, had not been noticing the two. He had just wanted to take in the lovely view. "How does anyone understand them! They're so weird!"
Martin, whilst eating, casually looked at his friend. "I-I'm sorry, I was not listening. Wh-What were you saying?"
The Doctor rested the screwdriver on his lap. "Them!" He pointed to the couple on the bench, and Martin looked at them.
"What, um, what is the problem?" The Doctor shook his screwdriver in front of Martin's face.
"I cannot understand what they're saying! I can speak every language known to man and alien, but that language—it's always so unrecognizable!"
Martin looked back to the Doctor. "You mean the French language?"
"Yes!" The Doctor replied. "Ah, but Martin! You know it, I've heard your accent! We should go introduce ourselves!"
Martin shook his head. "O-Oh, n-no, I-I cannot, um…" the Doctor rose from the bench and pushed Martin off with him.
"Nonsense! It's better than mine, trust me," Martin sighed.
"I-I, um…" The Doctor would not listen, and Martin had to make a fool of himself. Martin only got out one word: "Hello." And from that butchered French accent, along with the Doctor's smiling face, the man on the bench rose in fury. The exchange didn't last long, maybe five minutes, but they both got something out of the little exchange: two red marks on the sides of their faces.
The Doctor rubbed his face with his hand. "Hm, maybe you aren't better at the language than I am."
Martin just sighed. "I was trying to tell you that."