WAITING

When he never came back, Amelia decided to go and explore the attic, pretending that she was the doctor, exploring some far away planet. She came across an old box, upon opening it, she discovered a metal dog, a metal dog called K9, some one to keep her company.

Characters - K9 and Amelia Pond

She padded softly up the stairs, the old wood creaking and groaning under the weight of her slippers. She was wearing pale pink pyjamas with white bunny slippers. She was going up to the attic, to visit an old friend. He was the only thing that kept her sane, because he was the only thing that assured her that she had not been hallucinating that night, that night when she got a very special visitor. She got a visit from the man in the blue box, the man that called himself The Doctor. She pushed open the trap door. It groaned, like everything else up here. Her aunt was out, again. She pulled herself up into the attic, and looked around for him. Everything was dark, there was not even the usual beam of moonlight. As she walked, the dust rose up off the floor-boards, making her sneeze. There was a noise from over in the corner, the sound of wheels on wood. A small pinprick of red against the blackness.

"K9," she whispered, even though there was no-one else home, she still felt the need to whisper.

"Affirmative Mistress." Came the standard reply.

"Good dog." She could almost imagine the wire that was his tail moving in a feeble attempt to wag. He continued to wheel over to her, bumping over the uneven floorboards, until he was right there, his cold metal against her warm skin. She ran her hand over his head, stroking him like she would with the dog from down the road. As she looked out at the stars, she wondered about the raggedy man with the little blue box, and if he was having any adventures.

"Why didn't he come back for me?" She asked him.

"Data unavailable mistress," K9 replied.

"Silly dog." His head tilted to the side as if wondering what that meant.

"Did you travel with him K9?" Amelia asked.

"Affirmative."

"Did he forget about you too?" She asked.

"He sent me to live with Sarah Jane Smith mistress."

"So he did forget about you?"

There was a whirring sound, and K9 seemed unable to reply. He may have been the smartest dog in the world, but when it came to emotions, he was hopeless.

"You and me together K9, eh."

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