Doctor And Assistant (Chapter2)
Chapter Two: Bubble?
/the Doctor\\
A large valley with dark red grass stood before them. The skies were a murky dark grey and black clouds streamed across it, painting scenes for everyone to gaze at. Speaking of, "where is everyone?" Derpy asked.
"That's the question of the hour, ain't it," he laughed.
"You'd expect something different for a planet called Bubble," she muttered.
"Hello?" someone asked the two time travelers. The voice carried away in the cool wind.
"Who's there?" the Doctor asked as his assistant went to hiding behind him. Mysterious mystery after mysterious mystery, a path suddenly seemed to clear up in their vision and he cheered triumphantly. "Come on, Derpy!"
"O...okay," she nodded unsurely, a bad feeling rolling into her stomach.
It was a long walk, but soon a few people came into view. Then houses, and then the farms. Derpy gasped when she saw everybody on the sidewalks, streets, and in boxes. "Hey," the Doctor whispered so she would hear, "I'm sure this isn't full of homeless beings."
"Doesn't seem that way," she frowned.
The Doctor needed to prove his point right to calm her down, so he walked to one of the men in a box, knocking on the soft wooden flaps three times. "Do you mind explaining why everyone is out here?"
The man snorted. "This is our home. We ain't got money, we ain't got homes." And he shut the box, the Doctor turning around to see Derpy backing up slowly shaking her head.
"Der-"
That's when he noticed the tears creeping down her face silently.
"Derpy, what's wrong?" he asked softly, taking a step forwards to her even though he wanted to jump and be there automatically. When he finally got to her she looked up at him and his hearts broke from the inside out. He had forgotten she was most of the time sensitive to people with bad lives, or bad things in general. "Come 'ere," he whispered to his crying assistant, wiping away a tear before pulling her to him and hugging her, a faint blush spreading on his cheeks.
/Derpy\\
She didn't even care that her face was growing hotter and she was blushing like crazy, she wrapped her arms around him tightly and cried into his jacket.
"Can you tell me what's the matter?" he whispered into her hair.
Her answer was simple. They simply didn't deserve living in those things on the street, and they all looked at her with these big eyes, and these crying faces, and...
"Alright, I'll wait," he gave up, making her giggle slightly.
"I wanna go back," she admitted.
"Okay, okay, it's okay," he smiled weakly. "We're gonna head to the TARDIS."
She nodded, hoping that he wasn't paying attention to her red face. He stared at her though, a weird look of determination and nervousness in his eyes before he blinked it away. The Doctor wiped another tear of hers' away and began walking.
"Derpy, next time just say something, okay?" he asked softly.
"Yes, Doctor," she whined.
He couldn't hide his chuckle. The Doctor opened the TARDIS door open for her.
"Thank you," she nodded. Her tears were dry now, but signs of them still remained on her cheeks. The Doctor stared at them unabashedly with sorrowful eyes. "Doctor, are you okay?"
"Huh-yes! I am, yes... I am," the Doctor stammered, looking away to hide a frown. He was broken from the inside out at her crying, but he didn't want to admit it.
Her brain suddenly lagged any at all thought process. "I might go make some muffins," she said quickly, rushing into the kitchen.
(Time Skip; Later That Night)
The Doctor was sitting on the couch to her left, and Derpy watched the fire crackle in the fireplace with him. She wanted to just lay with him, to have him put his arm around her and they would fall asleep in each other's embrace. But no... he wouldn't do that. Not with her, at least. Probably some other girl who could understand his rambling a bit better, who could actually get through a mission without being so overly sensitive and wasn't so self conscious.
A girl he actually loved.
She wiped the thought from her mind, looking over at the Doctor, who's gaze was still at the beautiful purple, blue, red-orange, and yellow flames with immense fascination.
He bit the inside of his lip obviously and looked back at her. "Beautiful, isn't it," he asked, quickly looking back at the fire.
She felt a chill of despair run through her chest at the failed, perfect-romantic moment wasted. "Yeah."
"Kind of weird just... sitting around, I guess, you know?" the Doctor said. "I mean, the entire..."
"Yeah, I get what you're saying."
Now was her chance. It'd be out of the blue, but...
"Hey, uh, Doctor?"
"Yeah?"
The way he looked at her, his eyes filled with deep concern and swimming with emotions, melted her heart. All of the things she was about to say disappeared from her head. "I... Do you... I think... Doctor..." she gave up. "I'm going to bed."
He looked like he was let down, his smile falling from his face. "Oh, okay. G'night, Derpy."
And she could have sworn he muttered something under his breath when she walked away, her only evidence the echoes off of the walls.
She opened the wooden door to her bedroom open. It was beautiful, filled with much more than needed. There was a brown dresser, a walk-in closet, a large brown-quilted bed with white sheets and pillows. Atop of her dresser was a phone that had a signal in every galaxy, and although she didn't use it often, kept it charged in case of an emergency.
Ditzy plopped into her bed, a pillow falling over her face in result. She giggled, setting it behind her head and gazing to her left. On a table laid a picture frame of her, Dinky, Sparkler, and Doctor Whooves in their pony-forms in front of a train station. She remembered it clearly, Sparkler had to leave for a few weeks to meet with her stalfriend in the Crystal Empire for a tour.
Although it was too early to go to bed, she laid her head on her pillow. Her final wonder was what the Doctor was doing, as usual.
(Dream)
Derpy looked over at the Doctor. 'Hey, uh, Doctor?' she asked.
'Yeah?'
His smile was taunting, tempting, almost luring her to him.
'Have you ever... liked someone you knew you shouldn't?'
'Everyone has,' he replied simply, looking away.
'Okay, well... Doctor, I think that person... is...'
The Doctor's eyes drifted to hers again and he moved closer to her. 'Yes?'
'Doctor, I think I...'
She looked into his eyes and gained enough courage to lean upwards just for a few inches. He wasn't much taller than she was.
'Derpy, I don't know how to think right now,' he frowned, pulling away.
A chill of despair ran through her chest and she felt tears build up in her eyes.
'I don't feel the same way.'
The sound of glass shattering. Was she falling? Air hit her in icy gusts. The Doctors voice shouting. 'I DON'T LOVE YOU, DERPY!'
More wind.
'This is too weird for me,' he whispered, pushing her away. 'I am dropping you off.'
The sound stopped, all except for her sobbing. Then it picked up again.
'This is goodbye.'
(Dream Is Over)
"-RPY, PLEASE!" the Doctor shouted, shaking her arm.
She bolted upright, sitting up. The Doctor was standing next to her obviously trying to fight back tears. Speaking of tears, he wiped one away off of her cheek. "Doctor?"
"Oh, thank Gallifrey," he muttered. "Are you okay?"
"I... Why?" She blinked away the memories of her nightmare.
"You were... you were calling out my name, and crying, and..." He stopped himself, wrapping his arms around her.
"I'm sorry I scared you, Doctor," Derpy frowned.
"What were you dreaming about?"
"It... Nothing, it was nothing," she lied. But really, she was emotionally scarred for probably forever.
"Derpy... I'm sorry you had to have a nightmare," he frowned, sitting next to her and breaking their embrace.
"It isn't your fault, silly," she laughed.
They gazed into each others' eyes and both thought the same thing: "I really want to kiss right now."
No one moved, so they just watched each other before the Doctor cleared his throat and excused himself to go to the control room.
She exhaled, throwing herself on her bed. How could she be so stupid?! She had a perfect opportunity right then and there to tell him!
She cursed herself and walked outside, watching the Doctor type into his keyboard and slamming the "Enter" key. Off to a new planet. Great. Planets.
Author's Note:
Yeah, looking back on this chapter I suppose I could have dived into Bubble a bit more. But, I mean, I got my point across: Derpy doesn't like when others are less fortunate than her. That's the only purpose of this chapter, anyways. So sorry if this sucks, haha!
-GothicPegasister