Well, look at me starting a new story instead of finishing the old ones. What is wrong with me?
«Doctor, what the hell is happening?» Clara shouted, trying to keep her balance as the TARDIS threw them from side to side whilst sparks flew from the controls.
She should be used to this by now. They went on an adventure, got into some trouble and now they were running. This time they had double luck: Daleks.
They must've fired at the TARDIS. Either they made it through the shield, or it was the fact that the shield was being shot at that made the time machine shake so violently.
"We're obviously crashing! But don't worry, I've got it all under control!" The man in the bowtie said as he fell headfirst on the floor.
"NO YOU DON'T! CAN'T YOU LAND IT OR SOMETHING?"
"It's a SHE, Clara, and it's exactly what I'm trying to do!"
"Where are we headed, then?" She asked, stumbling towards the controls, trying to not fall in the process of helping him up.
"I'm aiming for earth! Doesn't matter where. Well, it kind of matters. She doesn't like water and-"
"I get it, now land this thing!" Clara interrupted
"It's HER. The TARDIS is a GIRL, Clara and she identifies with FEMALE pronouns, have some respect for gender identities!"
"Fine! LAND HER, THEN!"
"Well, that was fun. Nothing like a little bit of action in our everyday life!" The doctor said as he stumbled out of the TARDIS, straightening his bowtie and fixing the brown hair. Clara followed, too shaken to even bother trying to fix herself up.
"Yeah, we don't get enough of that everyday," She answered, the sarcasm clear in her voice.
"Where are we?" She questioned. They were in some sort of alley in a city, but what city she had no idea. The view wasn't good from where they were standing, so there was no way they could see any tourist attraction telling them where they were.
"Smells… Asian," the doctor paused for a bit to sniff the air whilst Clara looked at him severely disturbed "Somewhere in Japan, I think"
Clara couldn't bear looking at him sniffing the air and started walking towards the street.
"Can't put my finger on where. Or... my nose to be exact," he added with a silent chuckle.
"Tokyo." Clara answered plainly
"How did you know?" The doctor questioned whilst fishing his screwdriver up from his pocket to scan her, muttering something about humans not being able to tell things like that for another thousand years.
Clara simply pointed towards the view in the street, waiting for the doctor to pick up on the hints. The very BIG hints.
"Ah, that makes sense." He said looking at the bustling city around them.
