Author Notes: Happy 50th everyone, i hope it's fantastic! First Doctor Who fanfiction, go easy on me please!

Warning: Barrel rolling through the fourth wall, Doctor Who meets Doctor Who, Fanfiction reading, The doctor's eyes are soiled forever

Characters Involved: The 11th Doctor, Clara, mentioning of other old characters

Disclaimer: These fantastic characters belong to BBC. I own nothing but the clothes on my back.


Hey Clara?" Clara looked over from the captain's chair. The doctor stood in front of the dashboard of the Tardis staring at the screen with an odd look on his face.

"What? Is there another fire? Did the snakes get loose again?" Clara asked raising her feet looking around quickly.

The doctor typed away on the keyboard. "No," He looked around. "I don't think so, though that rattlesnake is still missing." He said wondering to himself. He shook his head pointing to the screen. "I found something odd."

Clara hopped up off the captain's chair, brown boots clicking on the grating. "What is it?" She asked looking over his shoulder. A large logo covered the screen, the silver letters D and W popped against the black background. "What is that?" She asked, suddenly more interested.

"Doctor Who." The doctor said, clicking away at the screen.

"Doctor Who?"

"Exactly."

Clara stared at him confused. "Alright then." She said, looking over again. "What is it?"

"It's a TV show." He said briefly going back to typing.

"About?"

The doctor looked uncomfortable. "...Me…"

Clara couldn't help the smile on her face. "I'm sorry?"

The doctor pulled up the screen, frustrated. "It's a show about me! Starting back from my first regeneration to this one!" He gestured to himself, arms flailing.

"Oh come on. It can't be that bad." Clara said.

The doctor pulled the screen down again, typing into a webpage. A deep blue site popped up several pictures of the Doctor on the front. "Woah," Clara said, taking the mouse from him. She scrolled down looking through several pictures of him before a picture of a blonde haired woman with a square jaw came up. "Who's that." she asked, turning to the doctor.

The doctor deflated a bit. "Her name is Rose."

She didn't press the subject scrolling down a bit more to a brunette woman with a wide smile and a metal dog. "And her?"

The doctor smiled to himself. "Sarah Jane Smith?"

She scrolled down some more a blonde woman with a smile and a gun appearing. "That's Ace." They continued to scroll through the pictures the doctor telling her about every companion, sharing stories. Clara didn't push the subject of their leaving, enjoying his smile as he told her about a funny time when a Rutan attacked a lighthouse.

"I told her not to look into that laser and what does she do."

"She looked?"

"She looked!" the doctor smiled, looking over her picture. "Then asked me to 'slay her' because she was blinded." He smiled again to himself. "She was fine. The color pigmentation in her eyes changed from brown to blue though." He smiled to himself again thinking of Leela.

"Well, you've had quite the adventures." Clara said heading for the archway. "It's getting late."

"How would you know?" the doctor said. "Time doesn't apply in here."

"Well, my earth clock says it's past my bedtime." she said with a smile. Leaning out the door, she flashed him a wide grin. "Have fun." She said before disappearing from view.

The doctor grinned turning back to the screen. He looked over the list of episodes. Turning on the first one, An Unearthly Child, the doctor sat back in his captain's chair and watched.