Shufties
Torch
What the deuce?! She updated?! Sacred bovine, it's a miracle!
Now, I DID have another story that I was gonna upload before this one, but halfway through writing it this came into my head, and I just started writing… have NO idea why. Anyway, absolutely NO point to this whatsoever, hope you enjoy anyway!
Spoilers: None
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There was a tube.
A tube, poking it's bothersome little end out from machinery of the TARDIS.
A tube that wasn't supposed to be there.
"Doctor, we're outta tea." Rose wandered into the console room, an empty box of tea bags clutched in her hand. "Can we stop an' pick up some more?
More concerned with why there was a tube sticking up from beneath the console, the Doctor continued to poke at it warily with his sonic screwdriver.
"What I am supposed to do with a tube? What's with that? A tube. Now, if it was a Rocht tube then it'd be completely different. Plenty of uses for a Rocht tube. Marvellous little things. Well." The Doctor paused for a moment, eyes staring straight ahead, the smallest of frowns creasing his forehead. "Quite, big, things actually…"
"Well, what's so good about a Rocht tube?" Rose asked, looking mildly interested, all thoughts of the lack of tea forgotten.
"Torches, of course. Rocht tubes are famous the universe over for their ability to take light from a star and concentrate in one particular place." The Doctor continued to fiddle with the tube, waving it about a bit.
"Right. Sounds jus' like any other torch to me." Rose absently fiddled with the tube, picking at the side of it.
The Doctor sniffed the offending tube, before giving it a hesitant lick. "Well, not necessarily. Rocht tubes are solar-powered."
Rose sat up, disbelief crossing her face. "You what? A solar-powered torch? That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard of! It'd never work!"
"Rubbish. That's why every Rocht tube is at least 5000 miles long."
That turned out weird. Huh.
See, this is why I shouldn't have an imagination.
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