Hello people of Internet Land! Lovely to see you all. I don't normally disclaim my non-ownership of stuff, but since they're real people (some of them anyways) I shall.

Disclaimage: I don't own Matt Smith, Steven Moffat, Chameleon Circuit, Charlie McDonnell, charlieissocoollike, Alex Day, nerimon, eddplant, Liam Dryden, Chris Beattie, or Michael Aranda. That was weird because those were mostly people, which is a weird thought to be owning people, especially awesome ones like those guys. Weird. Oh yeah, disclaimer over.

Enjoy!

Chameleon Circuit and the Doctor

The Doctor was bored. Just sitting around fiddling with bits of the Tardis, trying to think of something he could do that would not wake Clara. He supposed bowling was out, and he didn't feel much like swimming, and he had already fiddled with and rearranged all those little parts around the Tardis that didn't really have a purpose or a proper place. He sighed and began twisting knobs on the Tardis.
Music! That's what he would do, listen to some music. He tuned into a local radio station, but, annoyed by the falsely cheerful hosts and incessant adverts, he soon shut it off. Perhaps he could find a person playing something decent near some easily hacked piece of technology... It's not like it was illegal... The Shadow Proclamation doesn't specifically mention hacking random people's personal devices to take advantage of music that may or may not be playing in the event of boredom...
With absolutely no guilt, he started scanning for mobiles and laptops with microphones in a two mile radius. He sighed. It seemed most people in this area kept their computers off when not using them, and had passcodes on their mobiles... all but four, anyway. He could get past the simple locks without too much trouble if he wanted... but why bother? He could try these four first anyways. With minimal amounts of whining from the speaker (and banging on the console) he began listening to the first device.

"...I know right! I mean, I can't believe she would do something like that!"
"Yeah I mean I know Sam's not perfect, but nobody deserves that."
"She was just jealous because Evan asked Mary to the dance, and she thought he was going to ask her, even though she would have had to say no because she and Sam are going steady, but then Evan asked Mary, and she's a total-"
"Language!"
"-Mean person, so she thought he was comparing her to Mary. It makes sense, when you think about it."
"Let's go tell Jenny!"
"Ok!"

The Doctor shut it off, feeling very relieved that none of his companions had been silly teenage girls. And no, he did not have selective memory. He shook his head twice then started the next less than legally obtained entertainment, hoping it would consist less of teenage girls and more of music. Or something interesting.

"Aweemawop, aweemawop, aweeeeeeeeeee abubumbawaaaay!"

The Doctor grimaced and skipped to the next one. He had watched that movie too many times in the past week to sit through it again. Besides, the meerkat's voice was annoying. Perhaps this one would be better...

"Oh Johnny mfffmmm I think I mwah mmf that is I mmmffm I think I love you Johnny mmmffffmmmmffmf-"

The Doctor hastily shut off the audio, blushing profusely. Good thing Clara was asleep. That could have been embarrassing to say the least. Well... fourth time's the charm... he supposed.

"Ooh ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooooh..."

Yes! Finally, singing! Now just to tune the frequency for a clearer sound...
"...I really don't think he'd have told me the truth anyway, but that's ok."
Not recorded music, just a person singing. Well, she had a nice voice, nothing spectacular, but clean sounding.

"It's completely terrifying but it's so so exciting. He said I was brilliant and I could change the world."

Was that water running? Oh... she was singing in the shower. Now the Doctor felt a bit perverted. Oh well, there was no video, so it was fine.

"So many places I've been, there's so much more to see. We've got galaxies and planets and moons. And an awful lot of running, to dooooh ooh ooh ooooh!"

Why did that tune sound so familiar? And what was this song about anyway?

"As a full time companion, he gave me a key. And a phone with a signal, in every galaxy. Da da da da da da vortex, I felt so free. Please don't let this sooomething be another dream."

The Doctor just sat there stunned. His mouth was open, and his eyes were wide and unfocused. She couldn't- but it did- was she singing about him?

"I saw his blue spaceship materialize. He looked out and said to me: Run for your life!"

Ok so she was singing about him. This was weird. Or bad. Or both.

"You know you can fix that Chameleon Circuit if you just try hot wiring the fragment links and superseding the binary-binary-binary-binary-binaryawawawawashhhh. Ooh ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooooh!"

Definitely both.
The Doctor leapt up, shutting off the unnerving music as he grabbed his jacket and checked the pocket for his screwdriver. Yep, all set. He checked to make sure Clara was still soundly sleeping, then ran back to the control room and copied down the girl's address on a spare bit of light green paper he found in his pocket. Now all he had to do was figure out how to go about this. It couldn't be too hard, right? I mean, it's not like he was battling a giant green monster or negotiating with a diplomatic party about to destroy Earth or even meeting anyone important. Surely not.
Right?