A/N: Hello! This has taken far longer than it should have, and I'm sorry. Exams don't exactly make creative opportunities...
Anyway, this is the second chapter, I hope you enjoy it. Hopefully the next chapter will be up faster...though I do have two exams next week, so I can't promise anything!
Also, I'm going to change the name of this to "A Face Seen Before" because, to be honest, "A New Adventure" is kind or terrible and cliché and just temporary until I could think of something better :)
I'm going to stop rambling now. Feel free to leave a review!
The man stopped abruptly when he saw Kurt and Blaine staring at him, as if he'd hit an invisible wall, arms stopped in their motion, raised slightly, shock written clearly on his face before a massive grin formed.
"Oh, hello there. Didn't expect to see…humans. Other humans that is, I mean, because I am, of course, completely human." He cringed slightly, barely noticeable, his fingers thrumming, grasping onto thin air. Blaine's eyebrows furrowed when he heard the man's English accent and his strange choice of words. He shouldn't have been that surprised that he was odd, really, considering he'd just stepped out of a box that had appeared from nowhere.
"What…what the hell is that?" Blaine stuttered, pointing vaguely towards the large blue box in front of him. The strange man turned round to look at it, as if he'd momentarily forgotten it was there.
"Ah, yes, that. That is…that is…" His mouth opened and closed a few times.
"TARDIS," Kurt whispered slightly absently. Then, realising they'd hardly heard him above all the other noise, he spoke again.
"That's a TARDIS." His gaze was somewhat glazed, staring with wide eyes at the man who had been fumbling for a halfway believable answer. The man turned his head to look at Kurt properly now, rather than Blaine, who was also looking at Kurt with a fair amount of curiosity in his eyes.
"Yes," the man drew out the word, stretching the 'y' sound, "that's definitely a TARDIS. My TARDIS." He tipped his head sideways slightly, "well, not exactly mine, I'm just borrowing it. Without permission. Hopefully forever if I play my cards right." The words tumbled quickly from his mouth, like his brain was trying to push more out before his tongue could wrap itself around the previous set. For a moment, none of them spoke, three brains desperately trying to process new information. Blaine was about to ask exactly who the man was and exactly why did Kurt know that thing's name, when the stranger snapped his head up to look past them towards the street and he didn't have the chance. The man's brain was much faster, after all.
"Right, so what seems to be the problem here, then? Loud noises, glass breaking, people screaming; always the same." He was talking more to himself than to Kurt and Blaine, whose eyes followed him as he stepped past them, head moving from side to side in an attempt to see what was happening, his hand burrowing into the inside pocket of his jacket. "Always people screaming. Why can't people just stay calm and skip around holding hands, bouncing like little fluffy baby bunnies while waiting for me to turn up instead of panicking All you ever do is panic, you lot."
"What do you mean, you lo-" Blaine began but he was cut off when the man turned round abruptly, pulling things out of his pocket.
"Here, just hold this a second," he held out a small water pistol. Kurt reached out a hand and took it. "Oh and this," a key on a long chain.
"And these," a bag of jelly babies.
"Aha! Oh no, wait, that's a toothbrush," he held that out too and Kurt grabbed it, hands becoming full, yet more things came out of the pocket.
A banana was next and Blaine wearily grasped it, knowing Kurt couldn't hold much more.
"How does it all fit in there?" Blaine asked, but again, he didn't get an answer because the man, going on his loud 'gotcha!' had found whatever it was he was looking for and was distracted from telling him.
It was a long-ish silver object that seemed to be made of metal. There were various bits sticking out from it and on one end, it was green. The man spun it round in his hand, smiling at them widely.
"Thank you," he stressed the 'you' before taking the items from Kurt and putting them back in his pocket, which was obviously much larger than it seemed just to look at it. Blaine held out the banana for him, but he didn't take it. Instead, he clapped him on the shoulder and said,
"Keep it, good source of potassium." Blaine stared at the fruit in his hands, trying to decide if it was safe or not to keep holding, never mind eat. The man took a deep breath.
"Right, where are we, then? Earth…somewhere in the Northern Hemisphere…" he sniffed once, twice, "America. I do love America. Don't make Jammie Dodgers here, though. Shame." He stuck a finger in his mouth before pointing it upwards.
"New York, yes?" Kurt managed a slight nod of his head and the stranger clenched the hand in the air into a fist in victory.
"Yes! I knew I'd get that right at some point. Years I've been perfecting that." He was talking to himself again. "So, tell me what's happened. You're…you were…where, exactly?" His voice was loud, still having to shout over the din present around them. Neither of them answered. The man snapped his fingers.
"Come on, come on, we haven't got all day, you know. Where were you when all this," he gestured wildly at the air, "started happening?"
"Restaurant," Kurt breathed, "a restaurant just up the street." The man inclined his head.
"And all of a sudden, what, you hear the noise?" They nodded.
"Talkative, aren't we? So, this noise, was it quiet at first, so quiet you could hardly tell it was there, or was it not there one second and BAM," he clapped his hands together right in front of their faces, making both of them jump, "it's there, drumming in your ears?"
"It was kind of loud to start with," Kurt explained, his voice uncharacteristically shy, "It seemed like it was coming from the instruments the band were playing. But then it got louder because everyone's phones started making it too." He pushed the words out quickly, not knowing exactly why he was telling the man, but knowing somehow that he had to and fast.
"I see." The man then took the contraption he'd taken from his pocket and pressed a button somewhere on the side. The top lit up, a green light being emitted, along with a strange almost-but-not-quite buzzing sound that was barely audible over all the noise in the air. The man held it to his ear and whirled round, passing it through the air. He pointed it in many different directions, making various noises of concentration. Kurt and Blaine stood watching cautiously as he fiddled with the tool, both sure it definitely wasn't just something he'd brought across from England that wasn't for sale in America yet.
"It seems as though we need to go this way." He pointed towards the end of the alley that Kurt and Blaine had entered and took a step.
"We?" Blaine asked weakly. The man turned back to face them, his jacket flying out with the movement.
"Yes, we! This way!" He started walking again in the direction he'd been pointing a few seconds earlier.
Kurt made to go after him when Blaine grabbed his arm.
"Kurt, what're you doing? We don't know who the hell he is. He hasn't even told us his name." Blaine searched his boyfriend's eyes for a reason why when he was met with Kurt's silence. Under his firm gaze, Kurt looked towards the ground. Blaine sighed. He felt Kurt's hand cover his own, removing it from his arm, but not releasing it. Kurt's other hand came under Blaine's chin. He took a breath, working himself up to saying something.
"Just…" he paused for a moment, thinking of how to phrase it, begging Blaine to understand in his mind. "Just because he hasn't told us his name doesn't mean I don't know what it is." Blaine's eyebrows pulled together, confusion clouding his eyes and Kurt sighed. Of course he wouldn't understand. He knew virtually nothing about how or why Kurt knew, or seemed to know, the man. He cleared his throat and tore his eyes from Blaine's
"Doctor!" He yelled after him, eyes finding his back. The man hadn't gotten very far in the time it'd taken for their exchange to take place. He must've been waiting for the inevitable. He turned round, flinging his arms round with him.
"And the man knows my name, how surprised I am. See my look of surprise?" He opened his mouth wide for a second before shutting it again. "Now are you coming or not?"
Keeping a firm grasp on Blaine's hand, he briskly followed The Doctor.
