A/N I don't know what I was thinking when I wrote this
Warnings: English spelling and breaking the law, 'cause that what happens when you don't pay for your parking tickets
Discalimer: I cold say that I own Doctor Who but we will all know its a lie
Fred Smith hadn't known what to expect when he turned up at work this morning, but it hadn't been this. He was meant to be assigning parking tickets to cars. He wasn't meant to assign them to… to… this blue thing. He didn't know how he would explain this one to his boss.
It had been an ordinary morning in London when Fred had woken. He had had an ordinary breakfast, and had said goodbye to his ordinary wife and left for work.
The morning itself had been ordinary enough. Not many people to give parking tickets to, understandable as it was far from the peak season. No, the problems started when he had returned from his lunch break at half 1.
It had definitely not been there when he had left an hour earlier and he couldn't for the life of him see how someone could have just put it there. Fred could think of no logical situation to explain the blue police box that was sitting in the middle of the parking space.
This was the 21st century. These things didn't exist anymore. What was he meant to say, sorry but you can't park your police box here! How did someone park a police box in the first place? This wasn't logical!
Fred wasn't a man that was easily scared, but he did find this freaky. So he did the logical thing of sticking the parking ticket on the door of the box and retreating. Very quickly, to the office just round the corner.
It was later on, just before he could go home at 6 O'clock and he had nearly managed to convince himself that the box was a figment of his imagination when there was a knock on the door. Alfred jumped. What if it was his boss! What would he say?
"Hello!" Came a cheerful voice from outside. Fred opened the door a crack, peering cautiously outside. There was a man dress in a strange way with a large grin on his face. He seemed to be expecting something. Fred opened the door a little more
"Yes…" He still didn't trust this man; he was dressed far to strangely to be normal. The stranger seemed too had said something while he was staring, causing Fred to blink stupidly. The man paused waiting for him to say something.
"Um… can you repeat that?" Fred chocked out.
"Ah Yes." The stranger didn't seemed put out by this, if anything he was enjoying it. "I was saying I'm the Doctor!" The Doctor as he claimed to be called seem pleased about this and Fred started to wonder if it would have been safer to not answer the door and pretend there was no one there.
"About this parking ticket you gave my TARDIS." The man continued to smile and Fred was starting to feel faint. What on earth was a TARDIS? "Can we forget about it?" Fred's legs were starting to shake and he wasn't sure how much more of it he could take.
"Well…" He swallowed, but the Doctor carried on.
"It will save you paper work and you won't have to explain anything to your boss. I promise tomorrow I will pay for a ticket! " Fred could only nod.
"Excellent!" The Doctor exclaimed patting Fred on the shoulder, "I knew you would understand! Goodbye!"
Fred waited until the Doctor was out of sight before closing the door and collapsing against it. He didn't move for the next hour.
When he got home later his wife asked how his day had been. Fred shook his head.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." He said. His wife said no more.
The next day, when he got to work, he checked to see if it was still there. It was. And on the very front was a parking ticket that had been paid for. Fred felt faint again.
Reveiw people or I will hunt you down and... I haven't thought that far ahead but I will do something! MWAHAHAHAAA!
