Disclaimer: Paul, Jack and Rose aren't mine but I own the doctor! Ok, fine, NOT MINE HAPPY NOW?!
Paul's P.O.V
It was eleven PM on November 6th 1964 and I was enjoying a rare moment of peace, settled down with a decent book and a bottle of wine, when suddenly came a loud noise from the next room; a frequent mechanical turning in a erm, sort of... vroomsh-ey sound. As soon as I realized that it was in MY house I was outraged; I was sure it was a fan's elaborate way seeing Paul McCartney, especially as I had John over tonight as he was too drunk to get home. I leapt to my feet so fast I knocked over the lamp besides the plush armchair I had been sat in and sprinted down the dimly lit corridor to the room from which the noise came from. The first thing I noticed was that the TV was smashed, the second was that there was a police box in my living room with a skinny man in a suit with weird hair hanging out of it! "Hello, what year is this?" He asked cheerfully, "oh sorry, I'll pay for the damage..." He continued awkwardly, noticing the smashed television set. "I'll make you sorry in a minute! What the fuck is that?" I yelled, grabbing a nearby guitar and brandishing it like a weapon. "It's a type forty tardis, grown in galli-", "shut up, John's asleep!" I interupted. As if on queu, a verry angry John Lennon appeared in just his boxers, "what the fuck is all the commo-" he slurred, stopping when he saw the box. "I didn't know you were paranoid enough about fans to order an actual police box!" He continued, giggling, "back to bed John it's late, you're drunk and I can sort this by myself!" I snapped, pointing to the door. When I eventually got him back to bed, I felt a little calmer and I went back to the man in blue. "Look I'm sorry and I know it's hard to process-" "you got that right!" Interrupted a second, feminine, voice from inside the box, "yes thanks Rose", continued the man as a blonde women appeared next to him, who continued, upon sighting me, "you're, you're, you're..." "Paul McCartney, at your service!" I interupted with a winning smile. "Rose Tyler, and this is the Doctor, and just in case the Doctor's words mean nothing to you," she paused till glare at the Doctor, "this is the Time And Relative Dimensions In Space, or tardis, machine, he's an alien, I'm from the future, and this ship can go anywhere in time and space and is bigger in the insi-" "oi, I like bit where they search around looking for a way to believe it!". All previous hatred and confusion of the pair had vanished and I wanted to know more. "Can I see inside?" I enquired, like a small child unable to see high over a barrrier. "Yeah sure, allons-y," replied the Doctor. I stepped inside. And that's when my whole life changed.
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