Ok, so I was chatting with xjuicylucyx and we came to the conclusion that the Doctor needs a nice Christmas, a traditional white Christmas with no scary monsters and no threat to humankind. As it is obvious from the Children in Need clip that this is not going to happen, the Cybermen and all that, I thought I would write the tenth Doctor the kind of Christmas that he deserves.
I have two ideas for this. Firstly that I post the prologue now and make you all wait for the next bit, which will of course come on the 1st December as a mini advent calendar with the next chapter appearing each day. The other is to just upload it as I write it. It's up to all you lovely people! Read and review guys, read and review!
Just the usual disclaimer and then I'll get on with it… I own none of this, the Doctor and the TARDIS are the Beeb's and RTD, and the others… I'm not really sure about, probably myths, legends, folklore and history.
I'm sure you can do the music yourselves. Enjoy xx
Prologue
The TARDIS was whirring away happily to itself and the Doctor thought he should be safe to take a step back for a moment, just sit down in the console chairs and ponder. It occurred to him that he had been doing this with ever increasing frequency in recent times, it had been very lonely in the TARDIS. It had been several weeks, months maybe, it was hard to tell, since he, well, since Donna had saved humanity from the Daleks and Davros. Although it had been extremely crowded then, with no space for any privacy. But now they were all gone, back to where they needed to be and he was alone again. Very crowded indeed he thought, there had been eight of them, nine including him, like the Fellowship of the Ring, Martha and Donna, Sarah Jane and Jack, Jackie and Mickey, his clone and… Rose… Rose… his attention wavered for a second as her image flashed across his vision, and he failed to spot the flashing diode on the control panel. There was a slight shudder, followed by a loud resounding crash, another shudder and finally a cry of 'Ho Ho Ho!'. Jolted from his reverie the Doctor sprang from his seat.
"What?" he looked at the control panel and saw the flashing light. An 'oh' formed on his lips and then he stared up at the hole in the roof of the TARDIS.
"What?!" he repeated as he spied a black sack with the wrapped corner of a present poking out, tinsel scattered around it.
"WHAT!?!" He exclaimed as he spotted the red hat with the white bobble on top…