I jumped,I was back in my normal clothes,the same Jack Daniel's muscle top and skinny jeans I'd had earlier. "normal clothes." I muttered,my hands flew to my face,feeling around. "normal face." I yanked my mouth open and felt my teeth. "Crooked." I said to myself. Then,I hadn't noticed it but a door in front of me opened. A woman with blue eyes and blonde hair pulled into a tight pony tail,balancing a baby on her hip stared at me. I stared back,my hand remaining in my mouth. "Um..Can I help you?" she asked. I quickly removed my hands from my mouth,wiping them on my jeans. "Uh..yeah! Who're you?" "Joanne." She replied. "Joanne?" I asked. "why'd...WAIT!" I shouted,staring at the woman,who looked just as surprised as I did. "As in JOANNE ROWLING!?" She nodded wearilly,her baby staring at me with wide eyes.
THE AUTHOR OF HARRY POTTER! I quickly offered my hand. "Hi! I'm Lilly! I was here for erm...writing counseling!" She flinched and backed away from my hand,laughing. "Who told you to come to me for writing help?" "Well you're the best author I know!" I exclaimed,bouncing up and down on the balls of my heels. She smiled. "You're nice,but..not so true. If you feel like some advice though,come wash your hands while I put Jessica to bed and we'll have some donuts!" I nodded eagerly. "okay!"
I stood in Joanne's bathroom,washing my hands. I looked around,not what I expecting the all great J.K would live. It wasn't extravagant or posh,but just a small home,meateochre,possibly worse than my flat,and smaller too. I treked back out into the living room where Joanne had set up a big typewriter on her desk. Foucus. I told myself. You're here to find the TARDIS,not play around. I took a deep breath and sat down,the author taking a bite from her donut as she loaded the typewriter for me. "Ms. Rowling?" I asked. "Yeah?" she asked,her voice muffled from her snack. "You haven't happened to see a big,blue police box have you?" I asked. "Policce box?" she repeated,swalloing her mouthfull of donut. "Can't say so. Why?" I shrugged cooly,but I WAS NOT COOL AT ALL! I WAS WASTING TIME JUST BEING HERE AND EATING A DONUT! ((though it was tasty..))
While Joanne's help was probably helpful,I was doing my best to think. Where would one put the TARDIS? Most importantly,where was it!? "So the trick to writing well,at least what I think, is to surround your main character in at least one friend that can do things better than him or her." She loaded up the typewriter with paper. "And-" She was cut off as she jerked her head to the window,where a large deisal truck pulled into the driveway. Joanne's brow furrowed,worry lines that had been etched into her face reappearing.
"How about you go get some more milk.." she said,handing me her milk cup woyhout looking away from the truck. "It's..full." I said,looking down at her cup. "Then go get a new donut." Okay,I get the point. She needed to be left alone with whoever was in the truck. I quickly went into the kitchen.
From the closed kitchen door I heard the door open and close. I pressed my ear aginst the door,listening closely. "I dunno why you keep coming around here." Joanne's voice said. I pressed closer. "How about cause' you're useless?!" A male voice retorted. Scilence. "Got nothin' smart to say eh!?" The male voice shouted. "I didn't think so! Too bust in your little world of Tarry Harry!" "It's HARRY POTTER!" Joanne screamed at him. Soft spot. I rushed from the door to the small window looking at the drive way. And what kind of luck did I have to see the TARDIS sitting in the back of his big grey diseal truck. I grinned.
"WELL I DON'T HAVE TO STAY AND TAKE THIS!" the male's voice shouted again. I heard the door slam behind him as he must have left. I pryed the window open as the truck started up. I jumped and tumbled out onto the soft green grass below the window. The car slowly began to drive off. "WAIT!" I shouted,rushing after it. It drove down the road,into the town. "STOP!" I pleaded. I ran down the road as the truck passed the convience store. Whoever was in the truck had seen me running after him and picked up speed,driving off from my view.
I panted,resting on my knees. I wanted to throw a tanturm,but I settled for kicking the ground with the largest ammount of violence possible. "Stupid truck." I huffed. "Stupid angel,stupid little girls." I heard a bell chime,I looked to a small candy shop where a plump man with white hair in a comb-over emerged. "Can I help ya' little lady?"
I stared. "You know who the guy was in that truck?" I asked,pointing to where the truck had dissipeared. "Big gray one?" The man asked. I nodded. He whistled. "You betcha I do. Miss Joanne's ex-husband. Lots of trouble thoes two have". I never knew J.K Rowling had a ex-husband. "He come around here often then?" I asked. "Oh sure." The man replied. "He come' in the convience store bout' every week lookin' for tobacco."
EVERY WEEK!? I needed to find the Tardis NOW! I grimaced and nibbled my lower lip. "So..where does he live?"The old man scratched his balding head."Over yonder a bit. Why?" I fiddled with my jean zipper nervously. "He has something that belongs to me."
The old man drew up a small map for me to follow to the man's house,a ramshackle place with empty beer cans,cigerette butts,and old pieces of trash littering the unkept lawn. I carefully walked the path to his home. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door nervously. "I'm cumin I'm cumin!" A gruff voice shouted after a moment. The door swung open to a tall,burly hispanic man,a beer in hand. "Watchawant?" He asked in a jumbled slurr of words,running his hand through his messy black hair. I gulped nervously. "Erm..I-I'm Lilly Grey and I-" "I don' do charity." The man huffed,beginning to close his door. "It's not charity!" i replied hurridly,sticking my converse in the doorway. He growled. "Then what is it!? I'm a very busy man!" "That police box." I began,pointing to his car parked in the driveway.
"Where did you get it?"
"Down the street. Found it."
"What're you gonna do with it?" I prodded,looking at him curiously.
He shrugged. "I dunno. It's from the 50's,I figure I'd take it to an antique shop or somethin' "
I nodded. "yeah uh huh. Do you think I could have a look in it?" I asked with an innocent smile on my face. "Why?" The man asked suspiciously. "My father owns an antique shop not far from here." i lied through my teeth. "I was talking to a shop owner when I saw you drive down and I know my father would love to have it at his shop!" The man's eyes lit up with greed. "I like the sound of this!? How much will he give me!?"
YES! He's buying it!
"well sir,it has to be in at least 'good' condition. May I have a look at it?"
The man nodded eagerly. "yes yes! This way!"
The man threw the tailgate of his truck down. "Look's great huh?" He asked with a toothy grin. "Found her on the side of the road with no one around! Something was different from the TARDIs though. It was beaten,battered,the blue paint chipping,the wood distressed and decomposing slowly. "Ah y-yes." I said,putting on my quickest smile.
How could anyone do this to the tardis? The amazing machine,the beautiful ship that took you anywhere in time and space. The thing the doctor had used for so,so many years to escape.
"Now."I continued,turning to the man. "I must ask you to leave. Confidental stuff you can't know." The man looked confused,but as if he was reminded of the money in it for him he nodded. "yes yes! take all the time you need!" He trotted off inside.
I looked up at the Tardis. The sight of it like this brought tears like this to my eyes. I rest a hand on the rotting wood. "How could they do this?" I whispered. The area under my hand turned a darker brown as the paint peeled away. I rest my head aginst it. "I'm so so sorry. T-This is all my fault." The wood of the machine creeked uneasily. I couldn't help a single tear fall down my cheek.
The wood creeked again,and I found myself falling forward. I slammed into the ground of the main control room. I groaned. I looked around uneasily. This wasn't the Tardis. Well,it was. But those stupid little girls had completley destroyed it. Everything was grey,old,sad,distressed.
I sighed and sat up,propping my elbows on my knees,burrying my head in my hands. "How could they do this?" I muttered. I was interrupted by a small groan. My head jerked up,I looked around. My eyes landed on a large figure under the console. I rushed over,jumping up the stairs. It was the doctor. Though,he looked the same as the Tardis. Even he was grey,no color to him, His hair a mess,his face scraped with cuts and bruises,his clothes tattered and ashen as if they'd been set on fire.
Any tears I'd been holding back,let loose. I sat down next to the doctor,draped over him,huggging what little bit of him I could still grasp. "I-I'm so sorry. I am. This is all my fault..Y-You were right about everything. Sai,danger,the little girls. All of it." But there was no repsonse. Of course not,he was...no. He wasn't dead. Not possible. I wiped my tear stained cheeks and looked up at the ceiling. "We'll be okay." I said. "There's allways a way out. " The tardis made a small whirring noise,a bit like a baby bird,a bird with a broken wing calling for help.
I siffed. "T-The doctor allways told me y-you had a soul and a mind." I was more or less talking to the Tardis now,hoping she could help me. I placed a hand on the console,fingering all the small buttons and levers and switches. "I'll fix it." I said. "I swear." But,I didn't know how. I turned my head to the Doctor. "I could use some help here."
And,he did help me. The doctor let out another heart sinking groan,his hand moving. I stared,underneath where his hand had been,was the original color of the tardis control room,dingy color of yellow. In fact,it seemed like where his arm and hand had been,the original color of the tardis was returning. My brow furrowed,I lifted his leg,sure enough the color of the Tardis was bright and happy where his body had been. "Does this help?" I asked,looking at the ceiling again. The tardis made the whirring noise again,but slightly less sad,a bit more peppy. I took the doctor's hand and drug it across the grey area of the Control panel. all the color retured to the dials and switches wherever his hand had been. "His touch!" I exclaimed. "I-It heals you!"
Okay,so my first plan was to drag the Doctor across the entire Tardis.
That was when i ran into my problem...because I couldn't drag him across the entire tardis.
"Think." I told myself. I had drug the doctor around the platform on the console for about five minutes before collapsing on the ground in a sweating tired heap. What progress I had made,looked like some toddler had drug a dead body across the tardis covered in paint...don't picture that. "How do you paint large surfaces?" I wondered aloud. "You dip a paint brush in paint and go trigger happy." I mumbled to myself. But,I couldn't do that on a huma. The Tardis let out another small groan. I looked up at it,patting the edge of the console slightly. "I know. I'm working on it."
I paced the room. "Think." I told myself. "C'mon useless brain think."
"Think outside the box Lilly. Everything is unique." I heard my father's voice say. No joke,my father's voice. "So. You're not like painting a house?" I asked,looking at the Tardis. Distressed noise..slightly less distressed Tardis noise.
I looked to where the doctor lay in a heap on the floor. Just beside him under the console was a large cardboard box. On top of the box was a pile of coiled jumper cables. "Everything is unique." I said. I selected a red jumper cable. "Not like painting a house." I muttered again. "You're a machine!" I exclaimed,jumping to my feet,an idea swirling like a tornado in my head. "And what do you do when you can't get a car to start!?" I shouted,skipping around now,the idea getting clearer and clearer. The Tardis made a squeaking noise. "YA HOOK IT TO A POWER SOURCE!" I shouted,stamping my foot.
The floor made a rusting squeaking noise. "Er.." I nervously said. "Sorry Right..."
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I connected two jumper cables to each of the Doctor's ears. "Okay.." I wondered aloud,pacing around with the two ends of the jumper cabels and looking for a place to connect them. "Whatever!" I shouted and connected them to two random switches.
Sparks flew from the switches,color began to creep aginst the floors and walls of the control room. I grinned. "It's working!" I shouted. Next priority! My Doctor. I rushed to his side and bent down,color was creeping back up him,from his shoes to his scraped face. I smiled and pushed a strand of hair from his face.
Color was almost completley across the Tardis. His eyelids twitched,and opened slowly. He sat up in a jolt. "I'm alive." he gasped. "Yup!" I agreed cheerfully.
His hands shot to his ears. "There's...jumper cables?"
"Er..yeah."
It was a moment of scilence before unbelivable joy completley overtook me. I pulled him into an intense python. "Ohmygosh you're alive I'm so so sorry! I didn't mean for any of this to happen and I'm so so sorry!" He pulled me tight. "You're okay!" I nodded. "I'm fine! Are you okay!?" He nodded. "Of course I am!" I pulled back. "I got to meet Jack London and J.K Rowling all to save you and you were right about everything!"
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It was all okay. The doctor was flipping switches and bubbling around with a big dopey smile again. I'd given him the little weeping angel ecklace that he;d hung from a large switch on the very top of the console.
The Doctor and I are two different beings. But we're best friends. We make mistakes. but we'll allways be there for each other. Even if it means we have to go on a date with Jack London.
I can not apolagize ENOUGH for not updating sooner! This took a lot of work and Cupcakes...YOU BETTER ENJOY IT! LOLZ JK But yeah! 3
