Sorry it may be a bit late but here is my Christmas story
Dalek: You do not own Doctor who you shale be...
Me: I know
Dalek: This is embarrassing
It was a peaceful morning in leadworth. The ducks where quacking, the birds where chirping. It could not have been more perfect except for one thing. Something was missing, something important, a big blue box. Amy stared out the window hoping it would come but it and its owner where getting a job done.
The mysterious box full of such wonder flew towards the earth with a loud shudder. The box's owner so old and so wise had been given a nasty surprise. Dalek's all around crying "Exterminate" of how he hated that sound, he had barely escaped the fleet and now he was dropping from hundreds of feet. Getting burns all over his tweed, "Come on" he cried trying to get the box to rise but it kept falling to its demise. The man was in trouble what could he do. The only thing he could was tricky if it went wrong things could get quite sticky but he had no choice "Here it goes" shouted the man jumping with his toes. He jumped and twirled around the box looking for his sonic but then he remembered "oh shoot" it had been exterminated, his favorite fez too.
The man jumped up in delight as he saw a small blue box under the light of the flames. He sprinted to it faster than any other person could and with one long rip it was open. "Oh good" said the man as he found inside a brand new sonic, a present from the box he loved so much. He jumped up and ran to the main console, sonicing and twirling and with a hum of delight as he soniced the console one final time. Amy jumped up hearing a familiar sound running past Rory knocking the plump turkey out of his hand. She smiled with delight as she reached the Christmas tree for it had been knocked over thrown aside to make room for the Doctor and his box of delight.