The Bow tie clad Doctor stumbled into the TARDIS, slamming the door on the fields of Trenzalore, as he clutched the sizzling wound the Silence gave him. They had stopped the question from being answered and now the Time Lord was regenerating. The Doctor grunted in pain as he fell to the floor, landing on his stomach and knocking the air out of him. His wound burned. The burning sensation spread all across The Doctor's skin and suddenly the light of regeneration flooded out of him in torrents, temporarily blinding him.
'Please let me be ginger!'
It was over. He didn't feel much different from before but he would have to see what his new body and personality held in store. His shoes felt several sizes too big. The Doctor, feeling his strength return, rolled onto his back and hoisted himself up so that he was sitting; step 2: body check.
"Good, still got legs. Bit thin aren't they...oh well I'm sure I'll manage. Hands? Check." His new voice was higher than his other one; he didn't think he ever had one this high before. The Doctor tilted his head, curious as to why his new hands were so delicate looking. He dismissed the thought for the moment as he focused on the important question. 'Now, am I ginger?' He reached for his hair and encountered a long curtain of it. 'What the...?' It finally hit him.
"I'm a girl!" He- she!- looked down at herself and, sure enough, saw that she had small breasts. The Doctor shrugged; she had never been a girl before so she was curious as to what it was like. "OK if I'm not ginger I am going to be very upset." At least it would be easy to see; she wouldn't have to tug it into view like last time. Quickly and precisely, The Doctor moved the long hair into view. She held it there for a long moment, mouth agape, before she let out a loud and undignified whoop of joy.
"I'M FINALLY GINGER!"
SEVERAL DAYS LATER...
The Doctor lay curled in agony, ice cream bucket in easy reach and hot water bottle around her midsection. She had been in this position for hours, the TV quietly showing a documentary on penguins. She cried when the penguins were killed by the evil and dastardly seals.
The Doctor hated being a girl.