Hi! I just wanted to say that this story is a bit different because I didn't write it! My little sister wrote this one and then askwe me to put it on my 'fan fiction thingy' because she wants to see if the Internet finds her writing any good- and personally- I love this story- although there is a bit in the middle where I wrote some and the change of writing style is drastic.
Enjoy!
"And this is the junk room full of, well, junk!"said the Doctor standing in the 6th room down the hall. The doctor was taking Clara on a tour of the Tardis. "Doctor this room is empty."exclaimed Clara gesturing towards the spotless room. "That is because I spread it between the past 5 rooms because the plates and teapots were annoying the spoons. To the next room!" He doctor ran out towing Clara behind until they got to another room and they went in. The room they entered was average size with white walls and a plain grey bunk bed. "This is my room!" Said the Doctor stepping into the plain room. "Then how come it says guest room on the door?" Said Clara putting her hands on her hips. " Well,um,because...OK I'll show you my real room."
The doctor turned on his heel and began to walk slowly down the corridor, Clara much more enthusiastically. Eventually, they stopped outside a small, plain wooden door, which gave the impression it was trying to hide- being as plain as a door could possibly be- but failing in it's aim while it contrasted with the much more alien feel the TARDIS had around it.
'Why is it so... normal?' Clara wondered, the more and more she learnt of the Doctor, the more questions she uncovered.
The Doctor looked down at her, his stance showing his usual awkward self, and his face pulled into a look of anxiousness, but Clara noticed a new glint of mischief in his puppy- dog's eyes. The impossible girl doubted she would ever figure out the Time-Lord standing in front of her. She looked from the unfathomable alien to the out -of -place looking plain door, and it struck her that there could be almost anything within the Doctor's bedroom. Her eyes bore into the to plain wood as the Doctor reached an arm towards the handle, the feeling of the unknown was filling her, dread, excitement- just a normal day on the TARIDS then...
The Doctor took hold of the handle, twisted, and pushed the door open, to his room.
Clara stepped into the room, and her first thought was this is perfectly normal until she took everything in completely. It looked as if it belonged to a teddy bear loving five year old. The room was painted blue and had glow in the dark stars stuck on the ceiling, the bed was a plain wooden bed with a duvet cover on it patterned with little brown bears in pyjamas. Clara turned slowly to face the opposite wall to see a shelf covered with toys of all sorts such as model space ships and trains, little bears and big bears of all colours and patterns. There were toys and pillows
Scattered all over the floor and heaped in the middle of the room.
"This is why I didn't want to show you!" Moaned the doctor
"I don't mind that you still haven't grown up and have a load of toys. I understand completely." Insisted Clara. The doctor sighed "no you don't understand, the reason I didn't want to show you my room was... Well... Um... Because it was such a mess!" He burst out his voice full of determination whilst Clara stood next to him shaking with laughter. "I don't mind that it is a mess! I love your room and I would happily sleep in here!" She said still laughing. "We'll then you are just in luck!" The doctor sang a he pulled a trundle bed out from under his own."I have a slight fear of the dark!"
Please review- my little sister would apreatiate it :)