Chapter 3: The Fourth
And long before Clara and her Doctor had their run in with the evil Ferbies, there were many others who crossed their path.
Fourth Doctor
Odd wasn't a word that was unfamiliar to him. In fact, many people that he had met throughout his long life used that same word to describe him. Constantly. From his bright blue eyes that were always open wide with an extreme level of curiosity to his favored long, multicolored scarf to his in your face personality...the Doctor appeared odd to many. But this creature was odd to him. And that said more than many would understand. He had traveled to numerous planets, galaxies, times, and even a universe or two, but this thing before him was just plain odd.
Florescent pink fur that was coated silver at the tips, a bright orange beak, and large robotic eyes that followed you on their own. It was odd, off putting, and down right creepy.
"And they sell them as a child's plaything?" he asked himself. Normally he would ask Sarah Jane, but she wasn't traveling with him presently. Such a shame too.
Observing all the child around him in the store clutching their odd toys he came to a decision. The toys were odd, but didn't appear to be hurting the kids. In fact, the kids were gleeful for their new toys. And who was he to take away that fun and happiness anyways? Reaching into his pocket he pulled out some Jelly Babies and popped them into his mouth. After a final glance around he left the small store, not noticing the pink toy watching as he went.
The toy's eyes glowed.