So… This is just a very short story about the day The Doctor became a woman. I hope you like it!
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The Doctor was getting old, he knows that, but he still have a dream, a tiny one.
Finally beign ginger, but he already had twelve faces and still look... Well, not ginger at all.
But this time something was different. Nothing was the same and he knows that even before look at the mirror to see how he looks. His thirteen face. He really don't want to have big ears again, or have a weird chin, and the situation that make him change was actually very serious, but he kept in mind the dream of being ginger.
But he don't expected what happened after that.
He was in did became a ginger. His hair was red as blood, not exactly orange, but red. Like... Very red. And his clothes was a little bit bigger to his body, at the same time when it was short. He was taller. His hair was bigger too. And red.
Then he finally realise. He was not he anymore. The Doctor became she.
– Hm… Okay. – he looks at himself on his old black pants and coat. – I don't want to wear a flower dress. Why would i wear a flower dress? – he looks at the mirror and smile. A very big smile. – Maybe because i would look very nice on a flower dress. I really can get used to this. – and was she said it the TARDIS make a weird noise and she knows is time to work. The Doctor run to the console and all starts again.
She don't wear a flower dress. But she really try to use a bow-tie again. Not the best ideia The Doctor already have, but since sometimes she forget she have boobs, i think this is not the most horrible thing she did.