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The Doctor subconsciously stared at the glass door of Clara's house as Timelord Victorious raised his hand to knock. But Clara, having heard the wheezing of the Tardis, was already downstairs and flung open the glass door to greet him.
"Doctor! It's Saturday why are you here?" Clara smiled hugging Timelord Victorious.
"Well come with me and see." He said holding out an arm. Clara took it while telling back,
"I'm going out! Angie look after Artie!"
"No it's fine." He wanted to say. "Adventure can wait, go back inside see you Wednesday!" But his mouth stayed firmly shut. The two strolled around the corner to the Tardis, he brought out his key and slid I into the lock.
Please realized he isn't me, Clara. He prayed as the door opened letting the human girl and the psychopath saunter into the console room.
"So where or when to?" Clara smiled. The Victorious look at her with a twisted smile that made Clara's own falter.
"We're staying right here. Right here." He looked at Clara's puzzled expression.
"Why?"
"Because Rose we're together." He smiled at Clara who was taken back at the different name he'd called her.
"Who's Rose?" She questioned. The Victorious looked at her realized that she wasn't Rose, he gave toothless sneer and flicked buttons changing his mind of staying. The Doctor looked out to where Clara stood in a plaid skirt and black sweater with a confused expression. "Doctor?" She touched his shoulder, "Who is Rose?"
"Does it matter Oswald. I've been alive for 1206 years and I've countless companions, and they're all gone. Dead or left behind but who really cares? I just have them here for fun." He gave Clara a smirk. "Bye Oswald." The Doctor felt a jolt and her suddenly could control himself, Clara glared at him and said in a tight voice,
"I want to go home."
"Clara-"
"No! I want to go home and think about what you just said." She folded her arms and took several steps away from him. The Doctor took a deep breath and reversed course. The Tardis jolted forward and the lights went out.
"Doctor?" Clara said still cross but scared.
"I don't know. Did he do something?"
"Who's he?"
"Timelord Victorious!"
"Who?" The jolting stopped and the red emergency light turned on grieving the Tardis an eerie look. The Doctor looked at the disheveled console room while Clara looked at him in confusion. "Doctor! Who is Timelord Victorious?!"
"He's me!" He yelled over the chaos. "Well he's me but in a way, not."
"That doesn't make sense!"
"During my Tenth Regeneration something happened. It's like an alter ego, but he's a raging psychopath! Usually I can't see what he's doing but this time I could, it's like he wanted me to." The Doctor stopped and stared at Clara who looked scared.
"So now every time I'm with you there's a good chance that I'm talking to a raging psychopath?!" Clara yelled back, "Doctor! Why haven't you told me this?"
"Because I'm already a mad man with a box, who has caused multiple genocides, and cannot keep a stable relationship for more than a few years. I didn't want to have to add "also has a psychopathic alter ego"."
"I would have understood. But he's done something and I feel like it's not good," Clara nodded towards the white pillar of smoke flowing out from the console.
"The telepathic circuits are broken! Clara I'm so sorry, but I think I know what he's trying." The Doctor frowned and held Clara hands as the Tardis jolted sideways and they lost consciousness from hitting the ground.