'Where are we going?' Clara skipped round the TARDIS console to the Doctor's side.
'Well, I don't know,' the Doctor admitted.
'Ha, there's a shock,' Clara teased. It was true, though. Whenever the Doctor told her they were going somewhere, they usually ended up somewhere far away from there, and in danger.
'Oi,' the Doctor said, slapping her on the arm 'I mean, I set the controls to random, we could end up anywhere, anywhen, in the whole wide universe.' He grinned. 1000 years of space of time travel, this was what kept him going. Not knowing where or when he would end up. The TARDIS shook, making him and Clara cling to the console. 'Right, let's go' The Doctor began making his way to the door when Clara stood in his way.
'Are you crazy? We could be on planet of the psychotic murderers, or in the middle of a riot!' she told him.
'One way to find out,' the Time Lord grinned at Clara and pushed his way past her, out to wherever they were.
Merlin sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He was sick to death of hunting. Sitting on a horse watching Arthur fire arrows around, wasn't high up on his list of things he'd like to do. The sun was beating down on him and all he wanted to do was go back to bed. Even messing with Arthur had lost some of its novelty. He heard a noise from behind his, which startled him. He turned around to see a small rabbit run across the path.
'Aw, did the little rabbit frighten you, Merlin?' Arthur teased. Merlin laughed sarcastically and rolled his eyes. Come on, he thought, looking at the sky something happen.
'Get that, will you Merlin?' Arthur asked. Merlin sat up, not really paying attention.
'What?' he asked. Arthur sighed and rolled his eyes at him.
'The rabbit, I just shot, go get it,' Arthur ordered, in a slow voice you'd talk to an idiot in. Merlin sighed but jumped off his horse to get it. He walked off, muttering under his breath. He picked up the rabbit, which had an arrow in its stomach.
'Sorry little fella,' Merlin said to it. It was then he heard it. The sound was hard to explain. It sounded like someone breathing heavily. Or like an animal. His curiosity got the better of him, and he went off to look. He headed toward the sound, and he saw something he had never seen before in his life. It was a big blue box, big enough to hold a man or two. It had a strange thing on the top, something like a lantern. He walked closer to it, and he saw on one side there were doors, with a keyhole and a sign. There were windows on all four sides of the box, but they were all frosted over. As he walked around the box, he was sure he could hear voices. His instincts told him to head back, so he began to, but he heard the door open and ran behind a tree.
A young man came out first. He was dressed oddly. He wore a long coat, which stopped at his knee and brown trousers. He had a white shirt, and a peculiar jacket. It was short and tight looking, with a small chain on it. His hair was sticking up on one side, and he wore a bow around his neck. The man reached into the box and took out a young woman.
Merlin's breath caught in his throat. This girl was beautiful. She looked the same age as him, maybe younger. She wore a white dress, with a black collar and covered in small black things, which stopped just above her knee, and her sleeves went just past her shoulders. Her little black boots reached just over her ankle and seemed to have small gold studs along the bottom. Her legs were bare. Her dark brown hair, which seemed to glow in the sunlight, reached to her shoulders. She had big brown eyes, they sparkled and seemed full of childlike wonder. She had a warm, sunny smile that made Merlin feel as if his heart had melted. She was small and had a delicate frame.
'Hello,' the girl said, her voice was soft and beautiful. She was waving, and it took Merlin a moment to realise she was waving at him. He hadn't realised he'd been edging closer
'He-hello,' he waved back at her, then realised he was still holding the rabbit and quickly put it into his other hand, feeling stupid.
All he could hear was the sound of his own heart beating.
- The Doctor came out of the TARDIS and took in his surroundings. He was in a forest, on a bright sunny day. He reached into the TARDIS for Clara.
'It's OK, not planet of the psychos. Though we could go there,' the Doctor said to her, leading her out of the TARDIS by the hand.
'No thanks,' Clara laughed. She looked around. She was about to ask the Doctor where they were, when something caught her eye. Or rather, someone.
A boy, a bit older than her, was standing near them. Clara's heart seemed to pick up speed. This boy was beautiful. He wore brown trousers and brown boots, with a blue shirt with a brown jacket and a red neck scarf. He was tall, with soft looking black hair. His eyes were amazing, a shade of blue Clara didn't even know existed. His face was amazing, his cheekbones so perfect, Clara had a mad idea about walking over to touch them. He was flawless, Clara looked at him and thought there wouldn't be a thing she'd want to change about him.
'Hello,' Clara said, waving at him. Why did I just do that? she thought. The boy hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't know she was waving at him.
'Hello,' he said, his voice sounded deep and strong, and beautiful. He was waving at her with something in his hand, before smiling and putting whatever it was in his other hand, looking embarrassed.
All Clara could think was that she had never believed in love at first sight, until now.