Hey
this is just something that came into my head while watching The Vampires Of Venice. Don't know why... I'm random like that!
Not beta'd.
The Doctor was on fire, screaming in pain as her entire body was engulfed in the flames of another regeneration.
The flames that had covered her limbs faded and a new woman stood in the tenth Doctor's clothing.
"Legs! I've still got legs!" she crowed, kissing one in joy.
"Good. Arms, hands. Ooh, fingers. Lots of fingers. Ears? Yes. Eyes: two. Nose... eh, I've had worse. Chin - blimey! Hair..." she felt her new shoulder length hair, with a side-fringe covering one of her eyes.
"I'm a boy!" she choked, before her hands fell to her breasts.
"No! No! I'm not a boy, thank Rassilon!" she pulled a lock of brown hair in agitation.
"And still not ginger! There's something else. Something... important, I'm..." tapping her head, she spun in a circle. "I'm-I'm..." the console room of the TARDIS shook, causing her to fall against the railings.
She grinned, ecstatic as she remembered. "Ha-ha! Crashing!"
As the burning TARDIS fell to Earth, the new Doctor clung to the central control column, laughing and whooping with post-regeneration glee. She looked up at the time-rotor of the TARDIS and shouted;
"Geronimo!"
Author's Note; I am considering making this into a series where the female Eleven travels with Rory instead of Amy...review your thoughts on this... or just review to give me writing advice/tell me if you liked it or not...
thankyou for reading
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