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So today's story features 11. I know I'm repeating him and I haven't done all the Doctors yet, but fear not! I'm going to give them all close to equal representation (each regeneration gets 4 stories, six of them get one extra each. Yay math!) but I'm also just following the prompts where they take me. So... 11. And River cos she's awesome. Oh yes, and this is the 10th story! 1/5 of the way through the 50 prompts that I have. Wow... that's really weird. I feel like I could keep going forever; these are so much fun to write... Oh well. Rambling over, now enjoy story.

10. Things are Different Now (Involving 11!)

"Yes, but but but... how can you fly her?" the Doctor whined, running around the console after a very competent River Song. "No one can fly her!"

"Spoilers," River said, flipping a blue switch and jiggling the Dimension Stabilizer.

"But she's my ship!" the Doctor said, flipping the blue switch back down. The TARDIS suddenly shook violently.

"Oh, Sweetie, now you've cut half the navigation devices," River said. "Really! Can't you just let me fly her properly?"

"No," the Doctor announced, crossing his arms and pouting. "I'm the only one who can fly her, and you certainly can't fly her better."

"Yes, well, things are different, now," River said cheekily. "And I'd recommend getting used to them."

"It's no fair, though!" the Doctor said. "She's my Sexy. And now you're coming in and saying you're my sexy, and flying her, and it's just not fair!"

"So you're saying I'm not your sexy?" River teased.

"No!" The Doctor answered quickly. "I mean, yes. I mean no. Augh! Rivvver!" He still had no idea what to think about this strange woman. It was rather exciting and also very confusing.

I am still Thief's Sexy

"Well, good," the Doctor said in response to this comforting thought from his ship.

"See?" River said, pressing a few carefully chosen buttons. "You're making too big a deal of this."

"Wait," the Doctor said, waving his hands in the air and occasionally running them through his hair. "Wait wait. You understood her?"

River stared at him blankly. "Of course, Sweetie."

"But... People don't understand her! She talks to me and just watches them! No one has really, really known her since Rose, and..."

"Well she's always spoken to me," River said. "I am her child, after all." She had crept up behind the Doctor and wrapped her fingers possessively around his shoulders. The Time Lord in question squirmed and looked exceedingly discomfited.

"Um. Yes. Not going to think about that now," he said, wriggling free and tapping on a few more buttons that made the TARDIS rattle again. "Have we got any Jammie Dodgers? I'm famished."

"All out. But we can fly you wherever you like," River taunted. "Down to the exact minute, and I won't leave the parking brake on!"

I like the parking brake

The Doctor looked around quickly to see if River had heard, but she didn't react in any way. Suddenly more cheerful, the Doctor grinned and ran about the console to mess with something else that he really didn't have a name for, but he knew Sexy liked. She jerked with pleasure, and the Doctor felt a great sense of pride in knowing that only he, not River Song, could excite her that much. Only he, not River Song, was the TARDIS's Thief.