A/N: This is a drabble that I wrote when a friend asked me for a bedtime story and the only thing I could think of was Doctor Who and did a rather weird and incomplete summary of it. This is what happened — sort of — and the story. The "he" is my friend, by the way.
Bedtime Story.
"I was about to go to sleep. Was there something you needed?"
"Uh... Tell me a bedtime story,"
"Uh... There used to be a madman who travelled through time and space, sometimes alone, sometimes with friends. They almost died, repeatedly. And then the madman died. When he came back to life, his first words were: 'Kidneys! I don't like the colour!'"
"... Okay." He clearly wasn't happy with the story.
