The Who Tales
By
Marty Burton
Author's note: Hello, all. Welcome to "The Who Tales", a collection of varied stories showing what happens when you throw my (totally mad) character Marty Burton into "Doctor Who". I hope you enjoy the silly pop culture references and random insanity as much as my mates do.
Set during "New Earth"...
The control room in the TARDIS was silent.
The Doctor was fiddling with something at the console and Rose was sitting in the captain's chair, mulling over the recent events. Cat-nun-nurses? And that Cassandra… even science fiction writers couldn't make this stuff up.
Marty Lee Burton, a short-ish girl of fifteen years who had ginger-coloured hair and deep blue eyes was the only one making any noise. She was babbling about random things, and nobody was really listening. They knew better.
Finally Marty noticed that the Doctor and Rose were ignoring her, and, being something of an attention hog, this upset her.
'Um, hello? Multiverse to the Doctor and Rose, come in Doctor and Rose!' she said loudly. The girl paused and waited, only to find she was still being ignored. She was silent then, thinking, until an idea dawned on her.
'Lookit what Iiii gooooooot!!' she said in a singsong voice, reaching for her pocket.
The Doctor turned to her wearily as Rose's gaze shot up immediately. 'What?' they both asked.
Marty pulled a white square of fabric out of her jeans' pocket. 'Guess what this is,' she taunted eagerly.
'A handkerchief?' the Doctor asked.
'No.'
'A white cloth?' Rose guessed.
'Nope!
'Oh come on, use your brains, people! It's so obvious.' Marty frowned, but the frown was so brief it was barely noticeable, and she grinned again. 'It's one of those evil cat-nun-nurses' face scarves!'
Rose rolled her eyes, and the Doctor grimaced. 'Why would you keep that?' the Doctor asked.
Marty paused, searching her brain for a reason, but she finally just concluded, 'Cos I wanna.'
The older girl rolled her eyes again and turned to the Doctor. 'You've never really been in her room, have you?'
'Er, no… why?'
'She has a tendency to snatch something from the scene of the crime and take it home with her,' Rose informed him, 'usually to show off to her mates.'
'Oi!' Marty cried, but continued. 'Watch this.'
She put the scarf over her entire face (contrary to how they're actually supposed to be worn) and ran around the room, though she soon began to stumble. Her companions watched her, wondering why the moron was doing this.
'Raaaaaawr!' Marty shouted, giggling girlishly. 'I'm an evil cat-nun-nurse!!' She then ran into one of the railings around the room, flipped over it, and landed with a hard THUD on the ground.
Rose cringed and looked away, while the Doctor sucked in his breath. They both stood up and kind of leaned over the console, attempting to see where she had hit.
'Ouch…' came the young girl's moan. 'I know none of you asked, but I am oh-kay.'
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Author's note: I tried to get some explanation in there about Marty, because, well, she's ended up being the main character along these lines. As you can see, Marty is really very clueless and has a tendency to do stupid bs that gets her in trouble. Anywho, I hope you enjoyed this story and will keep reading! Thanks muchly!
