A/N: welcome to my Corpse Bride Doctor Who crossover! i was inspired to write this story when i ran into a girl dressed as Victoria Everglot at Anime Expo 2012. I was dressed as the Tenth Doctor and i considered my companion up until she 'wandered off' as the Doctor's companions often do. but we've kept in touch, and this story is for her. hope you like it, Daniela! and i hope the rest of you like it too! without further ado, enjoy!

Chapter 1: Runaway Bride

Victoria Everglot sat staring at herself in the mirror in her wedding dress she'd hoped Victor would see her in. Instead, in a few hours, it would be Lord Barkis that would see her in this dress as she walked toward him down the isle. The thought made her stomach turn. She wanted desperately to get away. Where, she didn't know, but at the moment, she didn't care. Anywhere but here would have sufficed.

Sighing heavily, she turned from her mirror to the door of her balcony to look out at the dreary town. Just as she looked outside, she gave a small frown when she noticed something…appearing in the street below, on the corner. Her curiosity piqued, she kept her eyes on the thing that looked like a tall blue box that said Police on it. Her frown deepened when it materialized completely and a man stepped out the door.

He was tall with a head of wild brown hair and wearing a strange brown suit with thin stripes and strange shoes on his feet. She couldn't help but stare at him as he pulled on a long overcoat on and looked around the street. He must have felt her eyes on him because he looked up, right at her, making her gasp, placing a delicate hand over her heart as it jumped. To her surprise he only grinned and waved at her, making her wave in return before letting the impulse to open the door and speak to him take over.

"Ello!" he called through his unwavering grin. "I didn't mean to startle you! What's your name, then?"

"Victoria," she instantly replied, feeling somewhat at ease as he still smiled at her. "Victoria Everglot. May I ask who you are, Sir? And how it is that box suddenly…appeared with you inside it?"

"Ah, that's…a bit difficult to explain," he replied, glancing around the street quickly before looking back at Victoria. "I'm the Doctor, and this box here is my transportation."

"I see," she nodded, making him frown up at her. "Is something wrong?"

"Usually when I tell people that, they look at me as if I'm mad," he replied, shoving his hands into his pockets and sauntering closer to the mansion to stand almost directly below her. "You're so…calm."

"I see," she nodded, looking to her hands as she fiddling with her fingers, absently, explaining, "Well, my betrothed is now married to a corpse, so I must admit that nothing other-worldly would surprise me at this point."

"Oh, I'm sorry," he replied, sincerely then frowned in wonder. "Wait. Did you just say a corpse?"

Victoria only nodded, keeping her gaze on her hands now as she felt her heart clench, painfully. The Doctor opened his mouth to say something more but soon noticed her depressed mood and glanced around the mansion before looking back up at her.

"Where's the front door to this place?" he called, bringing her gaze to him again and she frowned in wonder as he grinned up at her, "I'd like to see you properly."

"Oh," she chirped before looking into her room in thought. She looked back to the Doctor and called, "My parents would never let you in. I shall go to you. Stay where you are, please, Doctor."

The Doctor gave a low bow, making Victoria give a small laugh before turning back into her room and shutting the doors to the balcony. She hurried to the door and opened it slowly, quietly, making sure it didn't creak on its hinges. She peeked into the hall, making sure her parents and Lord Barkis were nowhere to be found before she hurried down the hall toward the main staircase and quickly out the front door.

She wasn't sure why she was being so reckless, but this man was different, that was certain. He intrigued her to no end, and considering everything that had happened the past few days, she needed something to distract her. This man would provide distraction enough with his behavior alone. He had the look of the traveler about him and no doubt had stories to tell. Another wonderful distraction.

Victoria shoved the door open only to gasp when she was met with the Doctor's grinning face.

"Found the door," he reported as she quickly stepped out and shut the door behind her so that her parents wouldn't be alerted, or worse yet, Lord Barkis. "Oh, look at you! Is this your wedding dress? It's lovely!"

"Thank you," she nodded with a meek smile, suddenly struck at how tall he really was. Her head barely reached his chest.

"But, I thought your betrothed was…suddenly married?" he frowned, choosing his words carefully.

"Yes, but I'm to be married to another man tomorrow," she replied. "My family is destitute, so my parents are marrying me off to Lord Barkis. He says he's very wealthy."

"An arranged marriage," he nodded in understanding.

"Quickly arranged," she added, making him chuckle and she couldn't help but give one of her delicate giggles.

"Well," the Doctor sighed, looking around the street before smiling down at her. "I'm not sure why my ship brought me here. I was heading somewhere else entirely."

"You mean, you don't know where you are?" she frowned in wonder.

"Of course I do!" he grinned. "Well…not really. Well…roughly. This is England, yes?"

"Yes," she nodded as he looked around again in wonder.

"A dreary part of England," he muttered, lifting a hand to scratch at the back of his head before looking back at her, asking, "You sure this isn't Scotland?"

Victoria giggled again before shaking her head and he gave a warm smile to her as he lowered his hand.

"Right," he huffed then grinned, "Care to be my lovely guide, Miss Victoria Everglot?"

He held an arm out for her to take, still smiling and she stared at him in wonder for a moment before looking to his arm in thought. It took her only a few seconds of thought before she took his arm and nodded.

"It would be my honor, Doctor…I'm sorry, I don't think I heard your name if you gave it."

"I did," he nodded, lowering his arm slightly as he led her down the street. "Just the Doctor. No name, as such."

"Then, what exactly are you a Doctor of?" she wondered.

"Everything," he shrugged before stopping them and turning to face her. "Oh…did you want to change. I don't think you want to get this lovely dress soiled, do you?"

"I suppose not," she murmured, looking to the door of her mansion a few steps behind them before turning back to the Doctor as he frowned in wonder at her. "But, I can't go back inside without alerting my parents. The last thing I want is to be locked in my room again."

"Oh, no, we can't have that," he agreed. "Come along, then. We'll cause a scandal in town. Maybe liven this place up a bit, eh?"

"I hope you're up for a challenge then, Doctor," she smiled, sweetly and he grinned down at her.

"Challenge accepted, Miss Everglot!" he beamed with a wag of his head, making her give a small giggle before he pulled her down the cobblestone road and toward the bakery, skidding to a stop in front of the window. "Have you picked your wedding cake yet, Victoria?"

"I believe it's…that one, there," she replied, pointing to a small, one layer cake on a pedestal behind the glass.

"Oh! That won't do at all! You should have a brilliant cake for your wedding! At least three tiers!" he replied, making a face before glancing around the street with a grin and leaning toward Victoria to whisper, "Let's go in and ask for a different cake. I'll act as your groom!"

She looked to him with wide eyes as he only grinned down at her and she breathed, "But…it would be scandalous!"

"I could act as that…what was his name? Lord Barkis," he grinned then made another face…a sneer coupled with a frown. "What a name. Barkis."

Victoria giggled again, unable to help giggling around this man.

"Come on!" he chirped, lowering his arm from hers to take her hand and pull her toward the door of the bakery. He shoved the door open for her and even the bell had a dreary chime to it as he held it open for Victoria to step in. She looked to him and shook her head making him roll his eyes before pulling her through the door ahead of him, calling, "Ello!"

"Doctor! Please! Not so loud!" she whispered, but her hope that the baker didn't here him was dashed when he appeared behind the counter.

"Miss Everglot," he smiled before looking to the grinning Doctor and frowning in wonder, "Who do you have with you?"

"Ello," the Doctor grinned, waving before he pulled Victoria closer toward the counter. "I'm the groom…Lord Barkis. That cake, for our wedding will not do!"

Victoria couldn't resist giggling as the Doctor pointed to the cake that was meant for her wedding. The baker frowned in utter confusion at the two before looking to the cake as the Doctor lowered his arm but raised his chin as he threw his arm around Victoria's shoulders and pulled her closer. She gave a gasp and her eyes shot wide as her gaze shifted around the room as she swallowed, hard, her heart starting to pound in her chest.

"I only want the best for my bride," the Doctor nodded, definitely.

"Victoria?" the baker called, warily as he leaned closer to her, his gaze shifting between them. "Is there something wrong?"

"No," she replied, suddenly squeaking when the Doctor poked her in the side, playfully. She jumped, making the baker lift a brow in wonder at the two as the Doctor snickered, still trying to look serious. "E-Everything is fine. I'm sorry for this. The cake is…fine."

"Darling, the cake is not fine," the Doctor replied in a faux frustrated tone. "We need three tiers. At least."

The three jumped when they heard a loud bell being rung, all three looking out the window to see the town crier walking down the street.

"Hear ye! Hear ye!" he shouted, making the Doctor frown as he took Victoria's hand and pulled her toward the door. "Victoria Everglot seen eloping with strange tall man! Everglot Barkis wedding seems to be canned!"

"Oh, good Lord!" Victoria gasped, pulling her hand from the Doctor's and running deeper into the bakery to hide herself behind the counter.

The Doctor frowned at her in wonder when she ducked under the counter next to the baker before he smirked, shoving his hands into his pockets and strolling toward the counter to lean over it, seeing Victoria curled up on the floor.

"You're gonna let the town crier embarrass you, Victoria?" he smiled, making her gasp and look up at him with wide eyes. "You know he's got it wrong. What difference does it make, eh?"

"If my parents here the news, false or not, they'll lock me back in my room until tomorrow morning!" she replied, unmoving from her spot.

He lifted a brow before looking out the window at the street then shoved off the counter to hurry around it and kneel next to her with a grin.

"Let's give 'im somethin' to really cry about, eh?" he grinned, making her frown at him in wonder. "He can cry about your disappearance! Come with me to the TARDIS and I'll show you something you've never seen before."

"But…I'm to be married tomorrow," she breathed in shock.

"Let me explain something, Victoria," he smiled, sitting down next to her to lean back on the wall behind them. "The TARDIS is a spaceship. It is also a time machine. I could have you back here five seconds after we left here."

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she shifted to face him, breathing, "Truly? A time machine and…spaceship?"

"Oh, yes," he grinned with a wag of his head. "Now, do you want to spend your last night as a single woman locked up in this dreary town in your room, or would you like to come with me and see the stars?"

She stared at him incredulously. If he had been any other man, she would've thought him mad. But something about him was…irresistible. Almost as if you had no choice but to say yes to him. She'd truly never met anyone like him. She couldn't help but recall that she had wanted something to take her away from this arranged marriage, and then this man literally appeared out of nowhere, offering her that very wish she'd hoped for. How could she refuse?

"Yes," she breathed in shock at herself before smiling and nodding, "Yes! I'll go with you!"

"Brilliant!" the Doctor grinned, shooting to his feet and pulling her to hers as the baker stood silently, in shock at the entire scene. "Sorry to've disturbed you, Sir!"

The Doctor dragged Victoria from the bakery, running down the street as she smiled the entire way, her heart pounding in her ears and he stopped them as they reached the TARDIS to rummage through his pockets.

"Now, I have to warn you," he began, pulling the key out to unlock the door. "It may be a bit of a shock when you step in."

"I still don't understand how such a small box could be a ship," she voiced and he looked to her with a smile as he pushed the door open, nodding inside.

"Have a look," he entreated, making her give a small frown at his smile but she peeked around the door before stepping in and he followed her in to shut the door behind them.

She came to a stop two steps away from the door on the ramp leading to the console in the center as the Doctor sailed around her, tossing his overcoat onto the post next to the door as Victoria stared around the room in absolute awe.

"It's…" she breathed, still staring around the room. "It's…It's…bigger on the inside!"

"You have no idea how many times I get that," he grinned, running around the console to flip switches and press buttons. "Now, where would you like to go? Anywhere, anywhen! Ooh! I know! How about a surprise? Pick three numbers! Any numbers'll do!"

Victoria pulled herself away from staring as she stepped toward the console, trying to register what the Doctor had asked.

"Um…," she hummed. "14…34…25? What are these numbers for, exactly?"

"Coordinates!" the Doctor grinned, slapping a lever into place, and the entire room jostled, making Victoria shout in surprise and grip the edge of the console. The cylinder between her and the Doctor made a gorgeous whirring sound as he ran around the console, operating the TARDIS. "I have no idea where we're going, but I'm sure it's gonna be brilliant!"

"Doctor! Are we moving?" she questioned, still holding onto the console as he sailed around her.

"Traveling through the Time Vortex can be a bit…bumpy," he replied before slamming his hand down on a button and the jostling stopped along with the sound. "And we're here!"

"Where?" she wondered, straightening herself out and amazed that her hair hadn't fallen from its tight bun. She turned to the Doctor as he leaned out the door before turning a grin to her as she approached.

"Planet Capernium."

A/N: reviews?