Just a little something I came up when I was bored one evening. I hope you like it. It will probably only be a one off but if people like it I may expand it slightly. So tell me what you think!
'Hey!' The Doctor laughed as he slid into the dining room, he could always put a smile on your face even in the worst of times 'How is everyone?'
'We're all good' I laughed doing the over the top, left, right, back of the hand, twist, scrunch and tap the foot handshake. It was supposed to be a 'secret' handshake but basically everyone in the academy had learnt it.
'Good, good! What have I missed?' The Doctor said his eyes gleaming. The Doctor had recently been asked to go on a visit to the TARDIS emporium and so he had been away for a couple of days.
'Same old' I laughed giving The Doctor a smile. I had really missed his presence he had this brilliant ability to lift up the mood a whole room of weeping mourners with just a grin and trust me I was present for exactly that.
'Doctor' suddenly a sweet, soft voice yelped, it was Scribe 'I have missed you!'
'Yeah I've missed you to' The Doctor laughed.
'So, what was it like at the emporium?' Scribe asked.
'Oh' The Doctor said 'it was amazing! There was so much to see and I learnt so much! I wish you could've come Scribe, and you Master!'
'I know' I said 'just a shame I've been suspended from leaving the academy until further notice!'
'Your mother isn't going to be pleased when she gets another sidekick message about you!' Scribe said.
'You can't talk' I yelled in reply 'you've couldn't go!'
'I was ill' she simply said.
'Of course that's what it was!' I mumbled.
The Doctor shook his head 'I swear, you Master, will be the death of me!'
'No!' I said 'if you run away again, that's what will be the death of you! You're father was more annoyed than my mother was when I blew up half of the academy when you ran away last time!'
'I didn't run away…' The Doctor trailed off 'I just … you know!'
'And you stole a TARDIS!' Scribe blurted out 'I'm surprised they allowed you to the emporium with your track record!'
'Some Doctor' I laughed 'you should've called yourself Theft or Runner.'
'And The Master isn't a little bit lenient in question to your personality then?' The Doctor replied.
'I'll have you know everyone else thought it was a great name for myself. It's strong, powerful…' I began.
'Vain, cocky, a pain in the arse!' The Doctor finished.
'Only because you wish you thought of a name like mine' I laughed 'you're jealous!'
'Will you two just shut up?' Scribe yelled 'can't you two just get along?'
'No' we said in unison and with that we walked in separate directions with Scribe stood in the middle, pulling her hair out.
