THIS CONTAINS TRIGGERS FOR PEOPLE WHO HAVE OR HAVE HAD SELFHARM OR EATING DISORDERS. ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK AND REMEMBER THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE TO TALK TO. INCLUDING ME. LOVE TO ALL.

I looked at my timepiece that was sluggishly ticking but the seconds.

I need sleep, I though as I ran a hand over my face, but it can wait.

The day had gone well for once with the only catch. The Ponds were making me stay for dinner. Something that I had not anticipated that they would do. If I had, I would not have picked them up.

Not that I did not love them, because I very much did.

It's just… I am fat.

I'm overweight and disgusting.

It's no wonder why I would always hear women snickering and me huffing in my direction.

Everyone was disgusted with me, and no one more than myself.

It was a wonder as to how the Ponds had been able to be seen with me in public for so long.

There were only two possible explanations as to why Amy and Rory travelled with me: to compare how skinny they were to my large flabby body or they felt bad for me.

Someone was shouting, which brought me back to my present dilemma, the daunting task of dinner.

"Hey Doctor can you help me in the kitchen?", Rory shouted, "Amy has a rolling pin!"

"And I am not afraid to use it centurion! Now get out of my frosting!", Amy's voice keyed in.

"Centurion, I do believe it is time to sound a full retreat", I said loudly.

There was aloud scream and Rory was flung into the living room. His hair now gelled with a large clump of chocolate marshmallow frosting.

Amy poked her head though the door smiling, "And stay out".

Amy returned to the kitchen and began frosting dessert.

Rory shook his head, smiling, before walking over and sitting down next to me on the couch. He reached up and took a finger full of frosting off his head before looking at me. He smiled and then shoved the fluffy chocolatey goo into my mouth as I was about to tell him a fact about how chocolate is made in the 43rd century.

Almost as quickly as it went in, it came out. I spit it into my hand, which earned a sceptical look from my large nosed companion.

I put on a smile and came up with a quick excuse, "Your wife is slaving away at dinner, I do not know about you, but I do not want to spoil my dinner".

Rory raised an eyebrow

"Alright, I do not want to face the ginger", I admitted, "I need to wash my hands of this sugary ooze"

Rory seemed to know what I was asking and said, "last door on the left".

"Thanks", I muttered as I headed towards the restroom.

Once in the restroom I washed my hands and looked for some mouthwash. I could feel the sugar decaying my teeth. Thankfully found some mouthwash that was sitting on the counter. I quickly gargled and placed the bottle once again on the counter, before leaving the room.

When I was once again in the hallway I stopped and glanced about. I realized that it was littered with photographs from the waist up.

"Hey Rory?"

"Yeah?", Rory said as he appeared next to me.

"What are all these photographs?", I asked.

Rory looked at me and asked, "You do know we have a life out side of the TARDIS, right?"

I was silent for a second, cursing myself. Of course I knew that.

"That is it", Rory said gesturing to the walls.

Rory pointed to a picture from when Amy, Melody, and himself were little, "This is when we were 8, well most of us, okay Amy and I. I keep forgetting to ask River how old she was. It's weird not knowing the age of your own daughter in photographs".

I smiled softly.

"This one we had just finished secondary school", he pointed to a picture with the three again holding their final transcripts.

"I know, I was there", I said with laugh, "You tripped".

"Hey that's not fair! That stump had it in for me!, he whined, "Wait, you were there? Why?"

"I was in the neighbourhood, and thought I would drop by", I shrugged my shoulders, "It was a nice enough ceremony as far a they go".

"Alright then, this one is when we went to Jen's baby shower. This one is Tony's stag night", the nurse started pointing all over, "Craig and Sophie's house warming party. Sarah's wedding. Heather's lake house. Josh and Richard's first day of school. And here is where I got my nursing degree".

I didn't know who half of the people that he had mentioned were, but I smiled anyway. My time with them was so insignificant, so fleeting, in the broad spectrum of their lives, but that was good. I felt selfish for all the time they spent with me anyway. I realized with some dismay that I was not in any of the photographs. Why would they have me there anyway? I was nothing more than a selfish, disgusting, overweight alien.

"Oh, and of course", Rory said motioning for me to follow.

I walked around the corner and was met with a large mural of a tree.

"The family", he said proudly waving his arm at the mural before Amy called him into the other room to help set the table.

Hi everyone! Sorry it has been forever since I have written anything on here. Like so long that I don't even know. Forgive me? Anyway, just so you all know I have more of my Sherlock book: The Reason I Don't Care. I actually have a total of 10 notebooks full that I just have to type. AKA I hate typing so I will try to upload hopefully a chapter or two in the next couple days so be on the look out. This story will be updated everyday or every other day until completion. If you haven't already like/follow me and my stories! Love you guys