Third times a charm, twice the TARDIS had made the Doctor a cup of tea cool enough for him to drink. Twice the Doctor said "Thanky" Twice he split the tea everywhere "Oopsy"
The TARDIS figured that in his state of mind he couldn't quite grasp how to hold a cup. After some searching she found a little baby blue sippy cup for him to use. Again she filled it with tea and left it on the counter for him to collect. When he picked it up from his position on the floor, he raised it to his mouth and began to suck the tea from the tip. After a few large gulps he stopped for a breath "Yummy"
Your love for the earth drink fascinates me. She laughed
"Mama drink ea" he held his sippy cup high in the air to indicate for the TARDIS to have some
'Tea' my little one and no thank you, you have it.
After the TARDIS had discovered her Timelord's latest injury she guided him toward her kitchen after he asked for a drink. She figured if he was to speak and behave like a child for a while, she might as well be prepared for anything for the future whilst she tries to figure out how to fix him. Maybe a trip to the medial suite could provide her with some answers.
The TARDIS signaled to the Doctor that it was time to leave the kitchen when she opened the door. Whilst still drinking his tea, the Doctor used his free hand to push himself off the floor and follow the TARDIS' commands. She flickered her lights and opened doors to guide him along the long corridors. Eventually they arrived at the med bay.
In order to keep an eye on him the TARDIS set up a huge play pen for the Doctor to sit in whilst she worked. It was situated in the corner of the room and sectioned of with a shoulder high gating. Inside were many toys, cushions and pillows to keep her little one entertained.
In you go
One of the gates opened allowing an entrance for the Doctor. Immediately the Doctor was entranced by a small red fire engine. The Doctor ran into the pen and the TARDIS closed the gate behind him. When the Doctor was inside he heard the gate shut and panicked, he crawled up the gates and peered through the holes and gaps.
"Mama!"
It's alright I'm here, I'm just going to do some work, why don't you draw me a picture.
The Doctor frowned until he heard something fall behind him. He turned around to see paper float down to the ground and land next to a box of crayons, he smiled and got busy.
That TARDIS had switched on machines and scanners, technology far from Earth design that only she and the Doctor knew how to work. She opened up her results from the hour before and her new results she received after scanning the Doctor the moment she got him to sit still in the kitchen.
There was no difference to her first results, from what she could see, his frontal lobe had been hit hard. By what, she did not know and she wasn't going to find out soon. She was able to pin point where on the head he had been hit. An image on one screen showed her in black where in the brain was damaged, the majority of it being the frontal lobe of the Doctor's brain. It explained his personality change, his lack in speech and might also result in more symptoms as well. She could tell he could have a short attention span at moments; he was easily distracted sometimes when she tried to guide him through her interior. During that time she could tell that he was and will have problems with walking. If not then he will just find it tiring and sit down more often.
It wasn't like him, he never rested. It upsets her seeing him like this but it didn't mean she wasn't going to help him and she already had a few ideas on how to do it.
Meanwhile, the Doctor had just finished another picture, this one being the outside of the TARDIS, the other was a squiggly drawing of the tiny man who helped him at the stall. He had already played with the red fire truck and many other toy cars. He had crawled around the floor pushing them around whilst making the sound of the engines. He had then tired himself out after running in circles with a toy spaceship. The Doctor plopped down on the huge pile of pillows provided for him, not long after he was rolling around in them repeating "Roley poley!". He then disappeared for a while after burying himself under every pillow and blanket he could find, but it wasn't long until he got bored.
He eyed the gate to the pen and crawled on all fours over to it. From were he sat the pen looked really tall, he stared up in fascination at the height of it, not realizing that if he stood up he would be taller.
He jiggled the gate to see if it would open, nothing. He pushed it then pulled it, no good. Then he jiggled it to the side and result. Obviously the great time machine never considered to lock the thing. The Doctor pushed the gates apart allowing him freedom to the rest of the med bay.
The TARDIS was to busy searching through her data banks to notice that the Doctor was now at the opposite side of the room poking through some cabinets. He found a little white bottle, it had a yellow sticker on it but he couldn't read what it said. He popped of the surprisingly tight lid and looked inside. Sweeties! He grinned at his find and tucked in.
The TARDIS completed her search for the day, she had her results, nothing dangerous or serious to worry about, just the matter of waiting to see if he improves or possibly get worse which is one thing she does not want. She turned off the screens and all the machines in the bay and turned her focus back to her Doctor. He wasn't there. The gate was open and he was gone. Then the sound of a small plastic lid was heard on the far side of the bay. The Doctor sat cross legged on the floor holding a small bottle of tablets. She watched as he put one in his mouth, she couldn't help but panic when she read the label. Aspirin.
Since the Doctor can't see the TARDIS in a form but merely hear her, it made him jump out of his skin even more when he suddenly heard her scream in his head
LITTLE ONE! SPIT THAT OUT!
The Doctor froze, he didn't know what to do. Spit it out NOW! He jumped again before finally spitting out the contents in his mouth. Four small aspirin tablets fell from his mouth and hit the floor. The Doctor didn't know where to look in fear as he continued to receive a sore head from the TARDIS shouting at him.
Don't ever do that again. Do you hear me! What were you thinking?
The Doctor began to cry, he hiccuped as he tried to answer the angry/scared TARDIS/Mother "I-I J-just w-wanned some s-s-sweeties"
No! No Doctor, they are not sweets! They would have hurt you if you had swallowed them.
"I-I s-s-sorry mama" Now the tears were falling down the Doctor's cheeks. He didn't expect her to be angry at him. He didn't know. Before she could reply the Doctor got up and ran from the med bay, it was only then had the TARDIS realized that she had been too harsh on him.
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