Chapter Two
Curiouser and Curiouser
Sage Ravensdale walked down the street in Chiswick, thumbs in her pockets. She'd just been to see her friend Ophelia, and she had the rest of the day to waste before class tomorrow. She turned the corner, and wham! Rubbing her nose (it didn't feel broken), Sage stepped back to look at what she'd run into. It was a police box. A police box that looked extremely out of place. Being a history student helped Sage place that it belonged in the 1950s or '60s. So what was it doing in the middle of a street in 2012 Chiswick? She ran her hand down the wood and was surprised to feel vibration, like the blue box was humming, almost. Just as Sage was about to open the door and see what it was like inside, the door was opened by a young man wearing a sweater over a button-down shirt, and slacks. If she was honest with herself, he looked a bit like the actor James McAvoy, except the Doctor was a bit taller and his eyes were brown. They stared at each other for a minute before he smiled and spoke. "I'm the Doctor. What's your name?"
"Sage," she replied absentmindedly. Then she burst into a barrage of questions. "Who are you? How come you just stepped out of a police box from the 1950s that seems to have found its way into 2012? Who, what, when, where, why?"
The Doctor just smiled. "That's almost as many questions as Snow asked me! Wow. Is there something about people from Chiswick that gives them the ability to ask an infinite number of questions, without taking a breath?"
Sage rolled her eyes. "Just because I'm in Chiswick doesn't mean I'm from Chiswick. I was born in Surrey." She smirked a little. "You still haven't answered my questions, by the way." The Doctor ran a hand through his brown hair and said, "Okay, you got me. Let's see...Who. I'm the Doctor, like I said. What. This police box is mine. When. Christmas day, 2012. Where. Chiswick, London, England, Europe, Earth, the Milky Way, the universe. Why. I've wondered that myself, actually. I haven't found an answer yet, but I'll get back to you when I do. Goodbye!" He stepped into the TARDIS and tried to close the door. It stuck. He looked down to find a white trainer stuck between the doors of the TARDIS. "Ow," he heard Sage say. He laughed and opened the door to let her in. Sage stepped in, took one look around, and promptly fainted.
The Doctor thought that was the first time anybody had ever actually fainted on sight of the dimensional transcendentalism of the TARDIS. Well, there's a first for everything, he thought as he picked her up to find a room with a bed for her. Luckily, there wasn't one very far away. Even more luckily, it had Snow in it. The Doctor grinned. "Hah. Found you!" He told her. "I also found her." He nodded his head at the unconscious teenager in his arms. "D'you think you could help me get her into bed until she wakes up?"
Snow looked at the girl in the Doctor's arms. "Is your definition of 'finding her' the same as Aunty Maddy's? Who is she? Did you knock her out? Does she like snow? ...I forgot what the last one was..." She trailed off, eyes never leaving the girl. "Oh! I just remembered! I never thought you were that strong to actually hold someone." She smiled mischievously at the Doctor. "Actually, I didn't think you were strong enough to hold a plate of cookies! I like cookies..."
The Doctor smiled. "I don't know what Aunty Maddy's definition of 'finding her' is, but it's probably not the same as mine. She found the TARDIS as I was looking around outside, and asked me what it was. When she got in, she fainted. So, to answer your third question, no I didn't knock her out. I don't know who she is; all she said was her name is Sage. So I don't know if she likes snow." He busied himself with laying Sage on the bed. When he heard Snow's last comment, he grinned. "Oi! I can lift a lot of things, thank you! Including...you!" He lifted Snow, who squealed, to his eye level. Still grinning, he said, "See, I can lift people!" Snow said, somewhat indignantly, "Aunty Maddy's definition is kidnapping them."
