The Skeleton and The Undying Man
Disclaimer: I own neither Doctor Who nor Skulduggery Pleasant. I doubt there will be any OCs in this story, and I hope you enjoy!
The tenth Doctor and Rose Tyler were relaxing in the control room of the TARDIS. Well, Rose was; the Doctor was running around the control panel, flicking switches and pulling levers left, right, and centre. As the Doctor pulled a final lever and flicked a switch, he let out a great whoop of delight, even giving a little jump. He grinned down at Rose, who was wearing a short dress and a top that didn't quite cover the whole of her slim belly. The Doctor frowned when he saw what she was wearing.
"What on Earth are you wearing?" The Doctor asked, astonished. "We're going to Ireland, not Brazil!"
"But you said about five seconds ago," Rose mumbled under breath as she headed towards the dressing room. "That we were going to Portugal. Bloody Doctor."
The Doctor didn't hear her, merely yelled after her, "Watch out! We're landing!" To which Rose's reply was to utter a loud yell, which the Doctor winced at. Unfortunately, this tipped him off balance and was sent tumbling towards one of the strange pillars scattered around. Why do I still have these? He thought to himself. Soon, a familiar vwoop, vwooop, vwoooop, vwooooop sound filled the TARDIS. The Doctor found himself relaxing into the noise, drifting into it like a person would drift into an ocean...