Title: Time Crash Mk II
Author: tromana
Rating: T
Characters: Ten, Eleven
Summary: Because one Doctor is never enough.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Notes: Written for Tsume as a part of the holiday fics challenge. Just something short, silly and oh gosh are you sure you want to read this?

Time Crash MkII

"What are you doing here?"

"What do you mean what am I doing here? What are you doing here?"

"I answered the distress call."

They both said it simultaneously. Then, they both glanced at their respective TARDISes. The blue beacons on top of the both were flashing rather agitatedly.

The Doctors looked at each other.

"Ah," the pinstriped one said as the one with the bowtie straightened his jacket out.

"It's rather obvious what happened here."

"Yes."

"It's a…"

"Distortion in the time and space continuum, prompting the TARDIS to identify itself as a threat, and thus setting off the beacon. The nearest response unit to her was, quite obviously, herself, which meant she grounded herself here, twice, with me inside," they said, simultaneously.

The Doctors narrowed their eyes at one another.

"Did you have to do that?" the Doctor with the bowtie said.

"Me? I didn't do anything; it was you who did it!"

"I think you'll find that…"

The TARDISes flashed more violently, the beacon shading changing from blue to mauve. Both Doctors paled slightly; a mauve alert meant Bad Things were going to happen.

"We shouldn't be here. Not together. Time is…"

"Rewriting itself, which will result in an almighty bang," the Doctor said, finishing himself off. "Yes, yes, I know, I know. I want to the Academy too, you know."

"Longer ago then I did."

"I have more life experience!" the Doctor retorted. "And I still have dashingly handsome looks. Not to mention youthful."

"Oh, shut up."

They rolled their eyes at one another before running to their respective TARDISes. Each of them frowned when they realised that the clamping system had automatically come on. The clamping system which required two to automatically reset it.

"Can I…"

"I would really appreciate it if…"

"Oh fine."

They both whipped out their sonic screwdrivers before heading towards the nearest TARDIS. Time was of the essence. It was clear there hadn't been any actual danger on the planet (until they had arrived). Now, they only had a matter of minutes before an explosion the size of Holland occurred on this desolate lump of rock. An explosion which would take the both of them out and rewrite history across the universe as a consequence.

"Really? Did it have to be you? Why couldn't it have been the one with the decorative vegetable?" the pinstriped Doctor complained as they worked. "I like him. He's my favourite."

The other Doctor pinched his nose. "Was I really this whiny and needy?"

"I am not needy!"

"Well obviously you are!"

"At least I don't look like I've been through my Dad's wardrobe and played dress-up."

"I'll have you know this is the height of fashion!"

"What, a bowtie?"

"Bowties are cool!"

"If you say so."

Two minutes later, they had successfully managed to remove the clamps off of both the TARDISes. It was then they took a step back to regard one another warily. Eventually, one of them offered out his hand and the other shook it reluctantly.

"As replacements go, I guess you aren't too bad. It could have been worse."

"Maybe you're not quite as needy as I recall."

"Goodbye, Doctor."

"Goodbye."