Tardis
By Captain Oblivious
Style: This one is actually written like a very long summary. The one-shots to follow will fill out the story and characters and relationships more, but 'Tardis' is really just an overview of the entirety of a season and story.
Idea: Based entirely on a misunderstanding on my part at the end of Doomsday. "More Tylers on the way" became something else entirely… and then my brain ran.
Disclaimer: While I don't own the Doctor or anything related to him, I do love him dearly in all his forms. Hence why I would never do anything to either discredit him or his creators.
I hope you enjoy my little world!
She gnawed on her bottom lip as she yanked the cortex converter out of its socket and scanned the conductor for any damage. Satisfied, she jammed it back in and fiddled with the dial next to it to make sure the energy would once more be directed through the converter. It immediately lit up, the change readily visible… right up until it gave off a skin-searing spark and shorted out.
"Damn it," she hissed, sticking her thumb in her mouth.
"Told you she wouldn't like that," came a smug voice from above her head, its northern accent implying a long-suffering eyeroll.
"Look," she called, voice muffled because of the thumb in her mouth, "if I don't get this sorted out, neither of us is going anywhere." There was silence from above. "And as you aren't in the mood to take care of it yourself," she could easily sense him mimicking her silently, "I'm trying to do what I can with a machine whose controls I can't read because you've forgotten to update the translator's circuit anytime in the last 370 years, and it's finally buggered on you!"
The pause before he chose to reply was filled with the residual sparks of the converter. "You done?" he called.
She sighed, pulled her thumb out of her mouth, and stared at it, hoping it wasn't as burned as it looked. "S'pose, yeah."
"Well then it might interest you to know that for the last 2 hours, you've been working on the converter that allows the TARDIS to disguise itself, and that that circuit has, in fact, been broken and nigh unfixable for longer than either of us'd care to think."
There was another long pause as she stared at the converter.
"Damn it!"