A/N:
Another short bit to continue the great plan. ;)
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"Come! Come!" The youngest Doctor (although eldest in appearance) shouted to the others, fixing his robe a bit more on the side and making sure his walking cane was secured on the camel's saddle.
"Must we wear these? It is extremely uncomfortable." The shorter Doctor was struggling with his turban, covering his eyes and wrapping his neck with the cloth unintentionally. He seemed to be getting it everywhere except for his black-haired head.
The taller of the three sighed, coaxing his camel a bit closer to assist his midget of a predecessor.
"Was I always this...uncoordinated?" He asked, choosing to use a kinder word than what he had wanted to say.
The Second Doctor opened his mouth indignantly, and was about to say something, but the First Doctor cut him off.
"The apparel is essential to our plan. We must be passed as 'wise men' in the town. Now are you two almost done? I fear we will be late."
"Nearly finished," the Third Doctor replied, then tugged at the Turban a bit harder than necessary, almost knocking the other off of his camel.
"Stop playing around!" The Doctor scolded them. "And let's get a move on." He tugged at the reins of his camel, and began the journey to Bethlehem, expecting the other two to follow.
Which they did. Of course they would. But first they shot each other a heated glance.
But those glances were lost in the light of the magnificent star that shone over the town of Bethlehem.