The Doctor shifted comfortably. It was a foreign feeling, being so comfily wrapped in covers and the warmth of someone at his side. He sighed contently and stretched his arm over the large sleeping figure beside him, causing it to stir awake.
"Good morning, baby," said a groggy male voice.
"Good morning," said the Doctor in a trilling soprano voice.
Wait.
The Doctor's eyes snapped open in time to se a dark skinned young man, closing the distance between their faces with lips puckered and ready.
"AAAAGH!" An extremely high pitched shriek escaped the doctor as he desperately got away, falling painfully off the bed in a tangle of sheets.
"Whoa, baby, what's wrong?" The young man hastily got up and tried to help the Doctor, but he latter had already jumped to his feet and scurried back against the wall. He looked around frantically, trying to look for a clue. The young man - Alexis, the Doctor… remembered? - had his arms outstretched to him, approaching cautiously whilst calling him by some unknown name. The Doctor paid no heed. He was too busy noticing that he had somehow become extremely shortsighted. That would explain the glasses on the beside table. Or at least he thought they were glasses. Too blurry to tell.
"Uuummm…" the Doctor elongated the syllable, again hearing the high girlish voice. Alexis raised his eyebrows expectantly. The Doctor lifted his index in a "wait a minute" gesture, then bolted to the nearest room. He opened the door and assessed the small space. Messy desk, computer, action figures, anime posters, large TV, XBox, PS3, tiny bed with a man sprawled on it. No mirror. He bolted again. Kitchen and living room in same tiny space. Apartment he assumed. Still no mirror. He bolted once more, seeing from the corner of his eye Alexis still rooted to the spot he had left him at. "Just a tick," he said as he dashed to the only other room in the small place, bathroom. Dingy shower, dingy toilet, dingy sink, success! Tiny mirror over dingy sink! It was pretty high up, so he had to stand on his tiptoes to get a look.
On the other side of the mirror was not the square-jawed, blue eyed brunette man he had become accustomed to. Instead a strikingly beautiful, fair skinned girl looked back at him with the hugest, blackest almond shaped eyes he had ever seen on a human. But that was not the thing that had his full, undivided attention at the moment. Not the fact that he was human, or beautiful, or female. His hands simply slowly went up to his scalp, which was now covered in thick, long, blazing orange hair, and as he did this, a single word escaped him in a shrill shriek of joy:
"YEEEEEEEEEEESSS!
Author's Note: Insert DW intro here! xD
Hello =) I hope you like this little taster of what's to come. I haven't written a decent story since I was like 16, so bear with me please w Still not 100% sure what I'm going to do with this story, but I guess I'll let the characters tell me that ^_^ Either way, I want it to be fun! So prepare for lots of randomness!
NEXT CHAPPIE: If the Doctor is here, then who is the one with Amy and Rory? Next time: havoc inside the TARDIS!