AN: This is a idea I got from Time Crash, If you haven't seen it yet just look it up on youtube, its really funny. I was going to use Twelve instead of Eleven for this, but I don't really know yet how Twelve acts, things like that. Enjoy!
"Now, eyes on the box." The Doctor said to Madge, wanting to give her one last suprise before they parted
"Oh, Caretaker? What if I require you again?" Madge asked
"Make a wish." he said, then stepped into the blue box before it started to dematerialize. The time lord flipped switches, doing his odd little dance around the center console. He reached for a lever then jumped back when he saw another hand reaching for the same thing. His eyes slowly traveled up the pinstriped sleeve, then up to the face. "What?" he said in disbelief, looking at the man in converse and a pinstriped suit with spiky gravity defying hair. "It's you!" He cried in disbelief.
"Yes, its me! But who are you? He cried.
"I'm you!"
"You're me?"
"You're me!"
"I'm you?"
"Who's you?" The blonde girl asked as she walked up from behind the tenth doctor, looking at the bow-tie-clad man with confusion.
"I don't know," he replied to his companion. "Some bloke who thinks he's the Doctor that somehow got into the TARDIS." He turned to his future self, saying "Where and when do you live, we are very busy and really would enjoy not having a tagalong." The eleventh doctor seemed much more interested in the girl standing next to the pinstripe clad man than what his former self was saying. "Rose.' he said quietly staring at her. He walked up to the pink and yellow human, touching her cheek. "Rose." he repeated in disbelief. He was startled out of his trance when the other doctor pushed his hand away rather quickly, pulling Rose towards himself.
"May I ask again, who are you?" The tenth doctor asked rather loudly. He seemed to be a bit put off by his future self getting near Rose.
"Right! You must want to know that!" He spun around, walked away a few steps, then came back. "I am the eleventh incarnation of the Doctor, the last living time lord, thank you, you are welcome. Timelines meshing together and all that. I suppose we won't wipe your memory because I remember all of this so it doesn't seem to be necessary."
"You changed the desktop theme!?" cried the spiky haired time lord with a disgusted look on his face. "I don't like it!" He exclaimed.
"I don't know, I kinda like it." Rose said
"What?!" The doctor said to his companion. "Why on earth would you like this one better!"
"It looks less beat up... younger." Rose explained with a smile on her face, looking at the future doctor. He smiled back at her shyly and waved.
"No, you are wrong, you like mine better, Rose. You just don't see that." He rolled his eyes. "Humans"
"Rose doesn't need your help to think. Rose can be smarter than us sometimes."
"Thank you, Doctor." she said, marching over to stand by the floppy haired man.
"Oi, I'm the Doctor!"
"Well, he's the Doctor too!"
"Yes, but I'm your do-" He was cut off by his companion.
"I'm gonna go see if my room looks the same, be right back!" she said as she ran off into a corridor. The eleventh doctors eyes widened. He did not want Rose to see the signs that someone had been sleeping in her room. Well, more specifically, him. He brushed off the worry. Rose would probably just think that it was the future her. She didn't know that she wasn't with him anymore.
"I remember all of this, you know." the eleventh said. "And I know what you're thinking right now."
"Where is she?"
"I'm sorry."
"What happened?"
"Listen. I can push this lever right now, and you will be back in the console room of your TARDIS, Rose in her bedroom on your ship. But when you go back, You need to do something very important."
"And what is that?"
"Tell her."
"Tell her what?"
"You know what you need to tell her." The older doctor pushed the button on the console, and his younger self disappeared from sight.
