Dad?
Yes, son?
I want to be like you when I grow up…
Well, you already are.
No, not like that. I meant I want to be more like you.
Oh, come on. You have a TARDIS, my clothing-
Hand-me-downs…
Right… Hand-me-downs. What else do you have? Hmmm…
Sonic Screwdrivers?
Yeah! Sonics! Can't get more sonic-y then that!
Yeah! Hehehe…
...
Son?
Yes, dad?
I want to be more like you.
Me? What's so special about me?
Well, you travel in movies that I've seen.
What do you mean by that, father?
Movies. You know, Lion King perhaps?
Oh, I met Simba.
Now that's why I want to be like you.
Really? Just so you can see Simba and the other people I've met?
Not just that, your friends too! Speaking of which, Clara's is still impossible… do you know why?
I don't know, but my Clara isn't really impossible.
Isn't she? Interesting…
Yeah…
…
…
* Storyteller scoots closer to the Doctor*
Daddy… I want to go home... I want to go back to Gallifrey again… I want to live on that beautiful red planet again with its silver trees that illuminate from the double suns, making the mountains glow as well. I miss that place...
* Storyteller sheds a tear*
*Doctor wraps arm around Storyteller then embraces him in a hug*
I know son… I know. It's ok… I will find it… And when I do, I will tell you. I promise.
*let's go*
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Storyteller… I want you to come home… I want you out of where you are and with me... I won't meet nor need anyone else on my travels. Companions will be a thing of the past. And it will just be me and you. I miss you… too much…
* Doctor sheds tears*
* Storyteller wraps his arm around the Doctor then embraces him in a hug*
I know father… I know. It's ok… I will find my way to you… And when I do, I will travel with you again… I promise...
I love you, Storyteller, Spouse of the Doctor...
I love you too, Doctor, Ancestor of the Storyteller…