Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who or Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Or MSN messenger. Although I do own a nice TARDIS cookie jar. Hehe. Smith and Farren are my own creation; PLEASE DO NOT STEAL. They may be used with permission.

A/N: OK – this story came to me after a...strange MSN conversation I had with a close friend. Also, this is my first Doctor Who fic, so be gentle. 9th Doctor and Rose.

Kati Smith and Emily Farren weren't entirely sure what they were doing floating through the dark midst of space, but at that particular point in time, they didn't really care.

No - they were understandably more worried about the huge blue box that was hurtling towards them at 70 miles an hour.

They hugged each other close, convinced they were about to meet their doom, when suddenly...

"Hello!" came a voice.

Farren dared to open one eye. Floating in front of her was a large blue box. But this was not the most unusual thing about the situation. A tall, fairly handsome (by her standards) man was standing just inside the box, grinning from ear to ear.

Before Smithy and Farren had time to think, they were being pulled aboard the giant blue box by the grinning man.

A young blonde girl came over to the group. "Hi, I'm Rose," she said. "I'm his companion. We travel through time and space..."

"Rose!" the Doctor interrupted her. "Don't tell them everything. I need to know whether they can be trusted," he muttered in a low voice. He turned to them, smile once again hooked onto his face.

"Where did you two appear from then?" he questioned them. "And don't say your improbability drive malfunctioned, I get that all the time. It gets boring."

"Well, to be honest," Smithy started, "We don't really know. One minute we're chatting to each other over MSN, the next we're floating around in deep space. If it wasn't for Farren remembering that thing from Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, we'd probably be dead right now."

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy says that if you hold a lungful of air you can survive in the total vacuum of space for about thirty seconds. However it goes on to say that what with space being the mind boggling size it is the chances of getting picked up by another ship within those thirty seconds are two to the power of two hundred and sixty-seven thousand seven hundred and nine to one against.

The blonde girl called Rose walked over to the group, and invited Smith and Farren to stay aboard the ship, which she explained was called the TARDIS.

"And I'm the Doctor, by the way," said the tall, handsome man. Smith and Farren both just drooled all over the nice clean TARDIS floor.

"So," the Doctor began. "Where do you want to go? This thing can take you anywhere, anywhen you'd like."

After a quick exchange of looks, Smith and Farren eagerly said spookily at the same time: "We want to see the End of the World!"

Ah, OK, the first chapter is not that funny. But have faith – it gets better!

So…take a cookie out of the TARDIS cookie jar, read and review!