The TARDIS and her strays
(A/N: I do not own Doctor Who)
Oh my, my Thief, why do you not hear me when I call for you? Your mind is oh so young, but you're in an old body, and your telepathy has weakened over the centuries. You are oh so lonely, you and the Young One, travelling for many Gallifreyan orbital periods, seeing the universe, but all alone. But not for much longer, I see in your near future your lives will change forever, and for good, although you will not see it first. It is time to bring the future into motion.
What a lovely planet, they call it Earth. The beings look like you on the outside, my Thief; this will be a lovely place to explore for a while. The Young One's mind, while not linked to me as you are, is strong, yet untrained, and she desperately wants to explore on her own. Please do this for her, my Thief.
Moon cycles on this planet pass, and I remain in this place. I like this shape this time, my Thief, it is lovely, and square, and it is a pretty shade of blue, like much of this planet. What's this? My Chameleon Circuit has failed? Thief! Why do you not hear me when I call for you? Fix me Thief! I am breaking! But you do not hear me telling you what to fix! You putter around inside me, staying in this spot for the sake of the Young One, who now goes to a human school nearby. She is so happy, and she makes you happy. You are restless, like I am, and you want to leave again and explore. But I will not allow it yet. The time has not come. Something is soon to happen, Thief, which will change your life forever.
It is dark, and the Young One returns to me for the night. My Thief is outside. But he is not alone. No, there are two humans here. Who are they? Why do they seek my Young One? Are these the way that my Thief will become who he is meant to be? Very well, I will let them in my console room.
They enter, and feel me brushing gently against their minds, like a soft breath, but they do not notice, so astonished by my dimensions are they! The Wise One is fascinated, and is willing to accept me, despite not believing, while the other one, the Stubborn One does not believe, and tries to explain me away as a trick. Thief? What are you doing? Do you not hear how upset the Young One is that you do this? Why do you lift off with these humans on board? They are frightened too. But all you are is angry. I wish you could hear me properly again.
They do not understand, why do you not try to explain? You kidnapped them, they are scared and suspicious. And now you all nearly get yourself killed, too! Still, the Stubborn One stopped you from killing a primitive. I hope you learn from this, my thief.