Clara had had enough. Over the past three days she hadn't seen anything outside of the Tardis and had seen far too many Tardises lying around everywhere inside it. From Lego figures to Tardis lamps, Clara would lose her mind if she had to eat one more Dalek shaped Jello mold.

"Clara! wake up!" The Doctor called, running into her door. She'd learned to lock it after he'd replaced her wardrobe, again, with just a set of Tardis footie pajamas. Clara groaned tossing a Dalek plushie against the door. "Don't you dare come in here!" she barked rolling over onto her back.

DUM DUM DUM DUM DUM DUM DOOO WEEE OOOOOOOOOH DOOO WEEEE OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH

Clara's eye twitched. The next thing that moved was going to die. Clara jumped up pulling out her laptop and opened a new window. She had to stop this, the universe (and her sanity) depended on it. Scowling the internet, she smiled as she finally discovered what would get the doctor off this binge.

"Doctor," She said sweetly. "Come in here."

No one moved outside her door but she could see his shadow under the framing. "Doctor-?"

"I'm not coming in there. You might have a weapon." He said and she smiled.

"It's Doctor Who related." She singsonged and the Doctor opened the door softly, slowly looking inside.

"What is it?"

Clara smiled turning the screen to him. "Have you ever heard of fanfiction Doctor? I found some for Doctor Who."

Clara reached into the Tardis cookie jar, munching on a jammie Dodger. She looked up innocently as the doctor meekly slinked inside. His eyes darted to her and she smiled through the uncomfortable silence he was creating. "So." She said, drinking out of her Tardis mug jammie dodger in hand. "How was the Eleventh/Clara fanfiction."

The doctor glared at her, snatching the Jammie Dodger from her hand to lick it all over and put it in her cup. She smiled at him and he sulked in the console room. Feeling a little guilty, Clara dragged him to the movie room.

"what are we doing in here?" He asked and she held up the box sets.

"i still haven't seen the New Doctor Who." she said. "I shouldn't be deprived of something so awesome should i?"

The doctor smiled taking the box set and handing her a jammie dodger he'd stolen from the kitchen. "I think i'm tired of Doctor who for the moment." He mumbled and Clara laughed grabbing the remote, the now familiar theme song playing as the new series began.

Happy 50th everyone! Thanks for reading!
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