Hello there! I've been wanting to write this drabble for weeks, and now I have! This is my first Doctor Who fanfic, so I apologize in advance for any errors in characterization or anything else. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who.
The TARDIS materialized on the grassy surface, crushing the greenery beneath it. The navy colored door creaked open, with The Doctor stepping out of it.
"Blimey, must've put in the wrong coordinates. Looks like I landed on Fladonia. Fladonia. Who would name a planet Fladonia? " The Time Lord asked to no one in particular. He trailed through the lush area, mentally noting all of the plant life he came across until something caught his eye. A rose bush.
The free crimson petals swayed with the gentle breeze, looking as if it was telling The Doctor to come closer, which he did. He carefully grabbed one and plucked it from the stem. He examined it closely, as if trying to spark something in his brain.
The rose's petals gave it grace, beauty, and class. While its thorns made it feisty, tough, and willing to defend itself.
"Just like you." The Doctor whispered, reminiscing moments from his past life. He lifted the side of his tweed jacket, hoping to put the flower in his pocket, when he heard a light slicing sound. He noticed that his bowtie had a small tear in it and was curious as to how it got there.
"Hey, bowties are cool." The Time Lord told the blossom as if it were a real person. He placed the rose in his pocket and continued his stroll through the floral planet, wondering what new adventure he'd have.