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Volunteer's Remorse: When you volunteer to help with something and immediately regret doing so
The Doctor had Volunteer's Remorse. When the Ponds had asked him to help out at their Garage Sale he was fascinated: How do you remove a garage from a house? He was really interesting in seeing what kind of technology they used for this. He was not expecting them to plop down a box of random things from their childhood in front of him with instructions to "label". Label! He was the Doctor, The Oncoming Storm and now he was a labeler?
He sighed and leaned back into his chair, staring at the box of stuff. Maybe River's right, he thought. Maybe I am getting too arrogant. He picked up the first item from the box: an old mixer. He studied it intensely, his mind racing. He could make this into so many new things! A sonic mixer! An explody-wodey detector! A better mixer! He decided that he'd keep this one for himself. He was sure the Ponds would let him have it. He set it to the side.
The next item in the box was an old game system from the 90s, probably Rory's. The Doctor was shocked he wasn't keeping it! These humans! Their brains can be so tiny sometimes, he thought as he set the console aside with the mixer. The next half an hour went the same way, and nearly everything in the box was set aside for himself.
"Are you done yet, Doctor? I gave you that box nearly an hour ago and—" Amy Pond stopped. "What is this?"
"Oh, this pile is done. All labeled and everything and this pile," he pointed to mound of stuff, "is mine."
"Yours?"
"Yes. I want it. Do you know what I could make out of all of these things? I could save planets! Universes! All of time!"
"What can you do with this?" She held up a toaster that printed the Batman logo on the bread.
"I can make toast."
"Batman? Really Doctor?"
"I like Batman, Batman is cool."
Amy sighed. "Okay, Doctor. You can have it. Just don't take any more, okay? Here is the next box." She picked up a box next to the sofa and handed it to him and the first thing he saw was a portable DVD player. His eyes lit up.
"Ooh!"
She took the box from his arms and rolled her eyes. "You know what Doctor, I think Rory and I are okay here. You can go. You seem like you need a break. Thank you for everything you did, Doctor." She picked up the few measly items that the Doctor didn't want and put in the box she was holding and walked out of the room.
You know, maybe this 'Volunteering' thing isn't so bad at all! He thought as he scooped up his new treasures and sauntered off toward the TARDIS.
