Hello! Welcome to The Blue Box Collection! This is a collection of excerpts from the life of the Doctor's newest companion, a yet to be named girl. Alone, they tell simple stories. Together they chronicle the adventure of a lifetime. Disclaimer: I do not own/write/act in the marvelous television series known as Doctor Who.
Blue Box # 1
Run
The little things stand out the most. His tousled hair, his crooked bowtie. His sideways smile. His pretentious attitude. His apologies. His amazing way to give them chance after chance to go away. His disappointment when they don't. His terrifying punishments. His sad eyes afterword. And then he turns around, straightens his bowtie, dons an ugly hat, (which he deems 'cool') and shouts, "Geronimo!" And then we're off on another adventure. We would laugh so hard as we'd dance around that little blue box that's bigger on the inside. I'd look into his eyes, and they would dance too. He was so happy. But then the dancing would take him back. Take him back to the other girls. Rose. Stuck in another universe. Martha. Fighting the world's wars. Donna. She can't even remember him. And then there was Amy. Oh Amy. He cried so very much. She could have lived, could have traveled with him. She could have had the universe. But she chose Rory and also death. It was while before anyone else. He thought that Amy had been a tragedy. Clara Oswin Oswald. Souffle girl. She would die, and he would search for her. He would find her, and she would die again. Eventually he couldn't find her anymore. So much hurt and pain for a thousand year old man. He waited even longer after Clara, until one day. One day I was going home down a poorly lit street, and I closed my eyes for a second, just a second!- and when I opened them the most horrid stone creature was in front of me, its sharp teeth only inches from my face. Then suddenly there was a man beside me. A raggedy man.
"Not again," he muttered through clenched teeth, "Not again."
Then he grabbed my hand and whispered, "Run."
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