* DISCLAIMER: Doctor Who is owned by BBC and their respective owners. I DO NOT own Doctor Who! T.T
* DE-MATERIALIZATION SOUND ON SIDE
Hello, fellow Whovians. This is AllonsySailorMoon689 here! This is my first time attempting at a Doctor Who fanfic or a fanfic at all so please don't be too harsh! For now this fluffy story is a one-shot but depending on my inspiration and attention this story gets! ENJOY!
T.A.R.D.I.S POV
When most people see the Doctor pilot me, the T.A.R.D.I.S, they see a mad man running around machinery. But when I see him, my Doctor, I feel as if he's dancing around me. With me.
In case you haven't notice, I'm the T.A.R.D.I.S. Which stands for Time and Relative Dimensions in Space. I know long name, that's why I stick with T.A.R.D.I.S. Well back to my story.
On the outside, I am a simple blue London police box but, in reality I am so much more. If you were to open my doors, you would be mesmerized by my splendor. As the Doctor would say. The first thing that pops into people's mind is "It's bigger on the inside!"
For once I would like a, "My, my what a beautiful and intelligent sentient being". But of course my Doctor would be the only one to say such flattering words. Since we are so alike yet so different.
Oh, where are my manners! I forgot to introduce The Doctor.
The Doctor POV
Hello there. I'm the Doctor and before you ask for my name. It's the Doctor just, the Doctor. I am a Timelord and I am 904 years old. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Casterborous. I am The Oncoming Storm, the Bringer of Darkness and I have two hearts. Blimey, that's a mouthful.
I travel through Time and Space defeating Cyberman, Daleks and any other threat to the universe. Meet new people and saunter off mysteriously. And yes, I am quite brilliant if I do say so myself. But not as brilliant as my T.A.R.D.I.S, my ship and closest thing to a family.
Companions come and go.
Donna, Martha, Rose...
But my dear T.A.R.D.I.S is always there for me. Waiting for my return. The old girl has much more places to go before her time. Always taking me where I am needed and not where I want to go. But I can't tell you how many times that has aggravated me. But with good reason. Why I can't I have some down time before yet ANOTHER alien invasion. I could have spent more time with Rose before she...
Well... Enough with the tangent. Still I am grateful for my "bigger-on-the-inside" time machine and all she has done for me. Because being the last of your kind can change you and take you to the deeps of your despair. But when you think about it... The T.A.R.D.I.S is also the one of her kind. Doesn't she feel the same?
I guess we balance each other out. She must be what keeps me sane and vice versa. My blue police box. Well, It's time for me to be off then! Don't like to say goodbye... I have enough of that in my life. So instead, I hope one day we can meet again. It was nice to meet you!
* VWORP, VWORP, VWORP
This is just a one-shot but I can continue it if you guys want me to! Just comment and vote! That would make my day and thank you for reading my little story. It was great to finally write something Doctor Who! By the way the Doctor in my story was the Tenth Doctor. :)