The Most You Ever Knew
These are just a few little drabbles based on episodes and thoughts about The 10th and 11th Doctor. This is my first attempt at writing 'Doctor Who' fan fiction, so please excuse any OOC-ness. Also, spoilers for the 2nd to the 6th series of Doctor Who now and in the future (no pun intended).
One-Why The Doctor Hates Bend-y Straws
"Oi, Spaceman!" The sharp voice of Donna Noble caught The Doctor by surprise. He glanced up see his companion sitting back in the booth with her arms crossed, looking slightly annoyed.
"What?" The Time Lord asked, genuinely curious as to why she was angry with him. The had just finished a trip to the planet of the Ood, and he couldn't help but chew over the words they had said. Your song will end soon, Doctor.The Doctor had decided to 'treat' Donna to a futuristic planet, where they would spend a few hours before moving on, and their first stop was a cafe for lunch.
"I can't usually get you to shut up and here you are all quiet and pensive." she snapped.
"Sorry," he muttered, not really apologetic.
"C'mon, our desserts are here, or are you just too spaced out to even notice the giant milkshake in front of you?" the ginger haired woman snipped.
It was only then that he took account of the somewhat elegant glass filled to the brim with a yellow liquid (Banana, of course) topped with whipped cream and a cherry and he noted with a wince, a bendy straw. Immediately, the Time Lord pulled the plastic straw from its depths and threw it onto the table. Reaching into his jacket pocket, he pulled a silver spoon from it, as though the TARDIS always knew what he needed by psychic means and provided for him no matter what distance was between them.
Donna, who had been enjoy sips of her chocolate shake looked up a little perplexed. "Too advanced to use a straw, Doctor?" she teased.
"No. Just... bad memories." he mused quietly,
She scoffed, "A bendy straw gives you bad memories?" Donna laughed, but her laughter died out when she saw the serious look on his face and the storminess in his brown eyes. "Oh my God, it really did, didn't it?"
He didn't say anything, but that was enough for his companion to observe that she was right. "Well, go on, tell me about it."
Cupping his chin with one hand, with his elbow on the table no less, The Doctor picked up the straw and twirled it between his thumb and first finger with the other.
"Plasmavores." The Time Lord muttered, taking a few sips of his milkshake.
"Plasma-what?"
"The TARDIS had detected some energy forms that were based in Royal Hope Hospital in London. I checked myself in with false symptoms of stomach pains, so I could get inside and see if I could find out what was happening. That's how I met Martha Jones, she was a med student there and had to check my heartbeat." He explained with a smile, "Imagine her surprise when she heard two. Anyway, these creatures called Jundoons who look like rhino men were looking for some alien-" Donna's eyebrows rose-"Not me! Some creature that sucked blood and plasma out to appear as a human to hide from them. She looked like any other old lady, except she sucked the blood right out of Doctor-what's his name. The Jundoons transported the whole hospital onto the Moon to find it. Martha and I were able to connect her to his death and when I went to confront the Plasmavore, she sucked my blood out at the neck with this." He held up the bendy straw.
"Martha saved me, she administered CPR while the last of the oxygen was going out. The Plasmavore had amped up the MRI machine so that it would kill anyone within a 250,000 radius, but I was able to stop it before it did. Luckily, the Jundoons reversed the hospital so that it went back to where it belonged. But still-" The Doctor threw the plastic straw onto the table-"just memories of how many people, including Martha could have died because I had interfered bothers me to this day. She told me that she used one of the Jundoon's biological scanner to show them that the Plasmavore wasn't human when I was unconscious, so they were able to destroy it. "
"But that's just the point isn't it?" Donna replied, "Because of your quick thinking, yours and Martha Jones,' things were set right!"
"Yeah, but there was no guarantee that the Jundoon would have put the hospital back on Earth. Martha told me that she yelled at them for the Oxygen going out was being caused by them. Jundoon rarely interfere with humans unless its a galactic crime. Once they find their suspect, they leave without any regard to what situation they created. I wonder what made them change their minds..." the last words had slipped away in a whisper.
Donna took the discarded straw in her fingers. "Wonder how something like this could even begin to pierce skin." She mused, then looked at him "especially your thick skin."
That earned a little smile from The Doctor.
"By the way, you have a whipped cream mustache." She remarked off hand with a laugh.
End
