Doctor Who: Fanfiction
The Trip Upwards
Short Story
Chapter 4: In the Sky Part Two
The door to the TARDIS flung open as a strange young man in purple tweed, and a short young lady that was made of smooth skin, swaggered out into the bathroom. "Oh why yes… it's a sink! I love sinks, sinks are cool. Unless it's a multi-coloured sink, in which case it isn't cool. But this one is… sinky." Clara stares at The Doctor, unamused. The Doctor glared out into the nowhere "I love sinky… yeah I really don't know where we are." With that, a door threw open as Mr Dews made way to the bathroom "What are you doing in my bathroom!"
The Doctor starred at this gentlemen, no moustache, silky skin, now-turning-red face. Best answer his question The Doctor thought. "Rubbish what I said before Clara, I now know we're in a bathroom…" Mr Dews frowned, while The Doctor continued "surprise? No? Okay then. Helllo, I'm The Doctor (gestures at Clara, who smirks) and this is my Clara, uhm, assistant, Clara Oswald." Clara feels slightly embarrassed, however, slightly turned on by the fact The Doctor called her "his Clara." Thoughts vanish. "How the hell did you get onboard. Where are you taking me?" Mr Dews quizzed. The Doctor stood up still, "I have no ide… (the very words of Mr Dews freezes the mind of The Doctor) uhm… I'm sorry… onboard?" BOOM! CLASH! ZING! The whole room is in frenzy, and everything seems out of place. Mr Dews runs out of the bathroom, followed by Clara, while The Doctor stays still. His face turns into curiosity, from what was a frightened face from the thunder, now turned into a cheeky monkey smile. He picked himself up from the floor, stood still, and straightened his polka-dot bowtie.