Not BBC... Duh
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"what the?" Donna raised her head form the consol, a temporary pillow to hear yet another,
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Looking around, she noticed nothing out of place, she began to walk around and saw something very unexpected.
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The Doctor, sitting on the ground, blowing bubbles. "Doctor?"
"Hmm?"
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"Why are you blowing bubbles?"
"Why not?"
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"Well, you control all of space and time, and you're choosing to use it to blow bubbles."
He motioned her to sit next to him on the ground, and set down the jar. "When I was a kid, I was taught that the whole world could fit in there, and pop just a easily."
"And?"
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"I've seen so many worlds destroyed, so many innocent lives taken, as quickly as these bubbles pop, I need to find peace in that someone will always blow more bubbles."
"but who will that be?"
He took a breath to blow another string of bubbles, then stopped, thinking. "Did I ever tell you about the freeway under New New York?"
"New New York?" She asked confused.
"Long story" He waved the question away and continued, "but people drove on it for years, years Donna, all the time hoping to find a better place than where they came from, and they had lives in their cars, lived their entire existence in a 5X10 container."
Donna raised her eyebrows, but let him continue.
"And there was this family, and they had children, while living in this little 5X10 container. It's them, they blow the bubbles. The give hope to the world."
"And you don't Doctor? I don't?"
"No, I never stay too long to blow any, and you might… one day." He smiled, and handed her a wand. "Want to blow some?"
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AN: wow… I havn't written anything…. Forever… I don't know if I'll have time soon either… I have to finish my finals… GAH!
Oh… and R&R?