Note: Okay, lemme get this out.

Is it me? Or do any Iphone/Ipod Touch owners get really annoyed (and I mean annoyed) with this autocorrect thing?

Anyway, this story is practically based on the horrors of autocorrect. Pure crack and a break from 'The Tenth Hour'.

Quick note! This is set in Pete's World (surprise)

Enjoy! :)

"Check this out, Rose!" The Doctor ran into Rose's office. "Look who's got themselves an Iphone 5!"

Rose sighed. "You tellin' me that your "emergency to get out of work" was to get an Iphone? Doctor, Torchwood can't exactly run properly if their own expert isn't there to help…"

The Doctor rolled his eyes. He ran his fingers through his hair, making it stick on end as he fumbled around with the new appliance. Rose found it amusing; She swore his hair defies gravity itself.

His brow furrowed as he fiddled with the phone. "This should be easier to keep in touch with your dad. He's always paging me but the pager makes this annoying noise and I threw it in the Thames…"

"You threw it in the Thames?" Rose asked in disbelief.

"The noise it made sounded like tapping. I didn't like it." The Doctor replied, as if it was a good enough reason. "Ah! Your dad sent me a message." He grinned as he read the message out loud.

HI DOCTOR! HEARD YOU GOT THE IPHONE 5. HOW IS IT?

Rose looked at The Doctor in surprise. "Since when was dad interested in your life?" Rose teased. The Doctor simply stuck his tongue out at Rose and began typing a reply to Pete.

HEY! YEAH IT'S GRET I LOBSTER ALL THE FETISH. MUCH LLAMAS TO YOU FROM ROSE

Without looking back, The Doctor sent the message. His eyes widened as he saw what he sent. Too late! Pete replied.

DOCTOR?

The Doctor started at his phone.

WHOOPS! BUTTER FINGERS! HOW DO I TELL OFF ERECTION?

Again, The Doctor absentmindedly touched the 'send' icon. He slapped his hand on his forehead. Damn touch screens! He went for another message.

HOW DO I TELL OFF AUTOCORRECT?!

The message was already sent. Oh dear…

"Close enough," he thought to himself. But Pete is a formal guy, what if he gets the wrong idea?

HOW DO I TELL OFF ON AUTOCORRECTION?

Rose noticed The Doctor's annoyed and worried expressions. "Enjoying Apple's finest phone?" She joked.

The Doctor scowled and felt like hitting his head on the table. He made a fool of himself. "50 academics have just punched the air…" He murmured.

"Wha's wrong, Doctor?"

"I beg you, tell me how to turn off this auto correct thing…" He waved his phone at Rose, but she refused to take it.

"I ain't tellin' you, don't they give you instructions for those?"

The Doctor had the face of a stubborn child. "I threw it in the Thames, I disagreed with it."