AN: I've just started this habit of doing a Drabble a Day. I pick a word at random (or let the Online Dictionary do it) and write a small drabble for any fandom. The first one was Doctor Who, and actually so was the second. I'm going to post all Doctor Who ones together, so this won't be a daily update as I might pick other fandoms depending on the word. So all Merlin ones will go in a Merlin section, Sherlock in a Sherlock section and so on. They will all be humour, though, so don't worry. If you're still reading this, well done. Reviews are welcome :)

Daily Word Drabbles

Sat. 03 09 2011

Word: Nebulize (To become vague or indistinct)

Universe: Doctor Who

Characters: Eleventh Doctor, River, Amy & Rory

'Argh!' A chorus of yells rang down the corridor as the four travellers sprinted towards the TARDIS, heads down and sheltering from the blasts that zapped over their heads and scorched the walls. The Doctor ran into the TARDIS- literally hitting the wall. He pushed open the door and held it as Rory pushed Amy past him and into the interior of the ship.

'In! Get in!' he yelled. 'River, come on!' The frizzy haired archaeologist was not getting in to the shelter. 'Come on! They'll get through that barrier any minute and then you'll be zapped by the killy-zappy-laser things!'

'Killy-zappy-laser things?' queried River as she drew her gun.

'Shut up, I'm under pressure. Logodaedaly is not easy at this point!' the Doctor yelled.

'Logo-what? Doctor, River, get in here!' Amy stuck her head out through the doors and frowned at the stalling couple. 'River, you are technically my daughter and I am going to… ground you or something if you don't get in here now!'

'How can you possibly ground me, iMum/i?' River asked.

'I don't know, I'll ask the TARDIS to lock you in your room or something.'

'Hey, how come you aren't threatening me?' the Doctor pouted.

'Because I would have thought you would have more sense, Mr All- Knowing Timelord! Now COME ON!'

River allowed herself to be drawn reluctantly inside the TARDIS. The Doctor was about to follow her when he paused.

'I've got it!' he cried.

'Got what? Doctor, move it!' Rory had appeared in the doorway now and was frowning with exasperation at their foolish friend.

'Nebulizers! That's what the guns are called!'

'Yeah, alright Doctor, can we imove/i now please?'

Further conversation was rendered impossible as the Hajfee broke through the barrier that the Doctor had created and shot straight at the TARDIS doors. Luckily, however, River had taken matters into her own hands and pulled the Doctor inside the ship, allowing Amy to slam the door just in time. The TARDIS, sensing that they had outstayed their welcome on Sidah Four, dematerialized.

The Doctor picked himself up off the floor and straightened his jacket.

'As I was saying,' he continued, 'Nebulizers.'

'And you know how?'

'Logodaedaly.'

'What's that, some super Timelord skill of telepathy or something?' asked Rory, who had got a C in English at GCSE.

'No, it's the ancient Timelord skill of making up words and being right.'

'So, he doesn't actually know what they are,' River elaborated.

'Cheek!' The Doctor looked affronted. 'I simply am not entirely familiar with every make of gun in the universe.'

'Pity,' River said. 'But at least I am.'

'You are not,' the Doctor cried.

'Of course I am! I can recognize, operate and disable every major weapon of every major species in this galaxy and at least three others.'

'Liar.'

'Prove it.'

'Yeah, OK, you two,' Amy interrupted. 'You can flirt later. Doctor, do you actually have any reason for naming those things nebulizers?'

'Yes.'

They waited.

'Oh, right, you wanted me to tell you! Sorry, sorry, humans are so imprecise, I don't know how you manage to conduct a decent conversation-'

'Doctor, you're stalling,' Amy pointed out.

'Am I? Well,' the Doctor dragged the word out as he looked for a way out of the situation. 'That is because… because I got hit by one.'

'You what? Doctor, we dragged you inside before the barrier broke.'

'No, I got clipped by the blast. And that is why they're called nebulizers!'

'Can Timelords go insane?' Amy asked River.

'Oh, he went insane a long time ago. Actually, I think it's a standard Timelord quality,' she replied.

'OI! I can hear you, you know,' the Doctor protested. 'And I might point out that River is technically also a Timelord.'

'Your point?' River replied with an arched eyebrow.

'Anyway,' the Doctor continued with a cough, 'my point is that that is why they're called nebulizers. They make things go all nebulous and vague and…' he ran out of words and started waving his hands around. 'stuff.'

'You must have been hit by a really strong one years ago,' Amy commented.

'Oi! I resent that.'

The sudden sound of the TARDIS coming to a halt put a temporary end to the conversation.

'Where are we?' Rory asked.

'Well, that's the thing,' the Doctor replied with a grin. 'The old girl here got hit by a couple too. So her readouts are being very, very vague so I don't know where we are at all!'

'What he means,' River explained, 'is that not only can he not steer this poor ship-'

'-Sexy-' the Doctor interjected.

'Thank you,' River replied and then continued without a pause. 'he is also unable to read what she is saying and therefore is pretending that he has an explanation that doesn't make him look like an idiot.'

'Failed on that count,' Rory commented.

'Oh, he always does,' River smiled.

'Oh, never mind all that!' the Doctor expostulated as he retook the conversation. 'Lets see where we are. Whole new world! Who knows what we'll find out there! It could be anything! Rivers of gold, mountains of diamonds, a star-speckled night like a cascade of sapphires, an alien race who walk on their hands, I've always wanted to meet something like that-'

'Earth, Cardiff, 2011, drizzling, November, four o'clock in the morning,' River interrupted from over by the scanner. 'And it's going to chuck it down in three- two- one- inow/i.'

Amy cracked open the door and saw a glimpse of rain splattered concrete and orange streetlights before the Doctor slammed it shut and almost trapped her fingers.

'My point,' the Doctor said, glaring at River, 'is that it COULD have been rivers of gold and mountain of diamonds.' He sounded slightly sulky.

She smiled at him.

'That's what you get for being so nebulous.'