I love working on this fan fiction. Just working on the time that the Doctor has with these extraordinary girls, and all that they go through. Being a hard-core fan is HARD! you have to stay dedicated, or else your fandom starts to slip away. My first real fandom did that. And while I will always hold a soft spot in my heart for the Autobots, I have moved on.
Superwholock is the name, making feels is the game. And Avengers, also MLP, as well as LOTR. and other miscellaneous things I love but are too numerous to mention.
Two reviews? that's it? Y'all could work on that.
Overview again.
Back to the tanning trio…..
They lay on the grass for a blissful quarter of an hour. Enjoying the warm sunlight and the silent company of the other two. Sara awoke from her light sleep with a smile. With a glance at the other two, she rolled over in the opposite direction on to her stomach and held out her arms, to tan the other side. She took off her glasses and laid her cheek on the sun-warmed grass. Her loose curls fell over her head. She didn't care. Lee watched her friend with half closed eyes. The Doctor sat up as Sara spoke slowly.
"the grass smells nice." she said as she sniffed deeply.
"very earthy." she continued. Her half-asleep mind threw her a line.
"hey, hey. What kind of worm will you never find on mars?" she asked, leaning on her arms.
Lee blinked at her friend while the Doctor shrugged.
"An Earthworm!" she burst into laughter at her own pun. Both the Doctor and Lee smiled, though they weren't quite sure if it was because of the bad pun, or the sight of Sara laughing at herself. Lee scratched absently at a new mosquito bite. Sara sat up, calming down, she pulled the ribbon slipping from her head and pocketed it.
"this is nice." she stated plainly.
"quite." the Doctor agreed.
"mmm." lee replied. Sara got to her feet and walked back to the side of the house. She took off her shoes, and unrolled most of a hose that was on a rusty holder.
"one of my favorite things about summer is the fact that playing with the ground is practically mandatory. So I'm making me some mud sandals."
She turned the spigot, and the other two watched as she dragged the hose to the back of the lawn, under the bush and fence to a patch of bare dirt and made mud. The other two watched as she proceeded sit down on the grass, and play with the mud at her feet. The Doctor walked leisurely across the expanse of grass to her. He stood by her side, she gave him no notice. She didn't even glance at him. He heard her humming gently.
"making mud pies?" he asked, half-joking.
"yup." she replied, not looking away.
"aren't you a bit old for that?" he asked. She froze for a moment and turned her head to him. For the first time, the Doctor could not read the expression on her face.
" y'know its surprising how you of all people are asking me that." she said a little sadly as she turned her head back to the mud and trailed some water on a patch of dry dirt. The Doctor was put off by her answer.
"what do you mean by that?" he asked her, not expecting an answer.
She mixed some mud with more water as she replied.
" when do children loose interest in playing with mud?" age eight? Nine? When they realize that dirt is dirty and a nuisance." she picked up a handful of mud and slowly squeezed. it dripped out between her fingers, falling back to the ground with wet plops.
"when do people start becoming adults? When do simple, child-like pleasures stop becoming pleasures? I come here and do this, in front of those I trust, and for just a few minutes, a few wonderful minutes, mud becomes a simple pleasure that isn't lost." she turned her head to the small Time Lord. Her face a blank mask, though her eyes were wet.
"for a few minutes, I can play, and still see the beauty in something so ugly as mud." she turned her head back.
Lee sat down next to her friend and started on her own mud pie without a word. Sara leaned over and nudged her friend's arm with her shoulder. Lee repeated the action, both their hands dark brown with mud. The Doctor watched this action of affection, still thinking on the words said to him.
He recalled words spoken to him by Van Gogh.
"Everywhere we look, the complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes."
He looked into her face, her eyes were shining. A small smile playing on her lips. He watched as she painted a symbol on her leg with two fingers and mud. He realized that this was someone who saw the beauty of nature. It was at that moment when he TRULY wanted to travel with her. He rolled up his pants to the knees, pulled up his sleeves and waddled into the mud. Both girls watched as he stepped in, and then went back to what they were doing. All three enjoyed the simple pleasure of the mud squishing between their toes.
The hose still over by the side, trickled out a small steady stream. Sara dug a small hole and covered her feet in mud. Lee sorted a few pebbles, while the Doctor worked on a small mud castle, with weed turrets and a grass moat. Both girls noted the detail on the structure.
"alright, that's it!" lee said standing up. The others turned to her.
"when this all this is over, we are going to a beach!"
"we could go today if you really want to." Sara said.
"really?" asked the Doctor. She nodded.
"both Manhattan beach and the far rockaway beach are assessable. It would take some time to get there but it can be done."
"would they be crowded?" asked lee, giving a glance to the Doctor.
"yeah." Sara answered, also risking a glance at the small time lord. Nether girl wanted to risk other people seeing him. They both were fans of sci-fi , and knew what happens to odd things when they get found. Sara never got over what happened to E.T. when the government came.
"I vote nay for the beach." Sara said, washing the dirt off her hands with the hose.
"second that." said lee, waiting for her turn to wash off the mud. Sara caught her friend's eye and grinned. Lee took a step back when she recognized the smile.
"Sara, what are you doing?" she asked slowly as her friend stood up, the hose in her hand, still pushing out water.
"no, wait! AAAAHHHH!" lee shirked as Sara whipped the water at her.
"PUT IT DOWN! STOP! YEEEK!" she shrieked as her friend chased her around the small yard with the hose. After half a minute lee had the sense to go to the spigot and turn off the water.
"aawwww." Sara moaned, frowning at the hose, dropping it.
"it was fun while it lasted." lee pulled the hose to herself and picked it up and held the spigot in the other hand. Sara realized her mistake.
"uh oh." she said, trying to look for an escape path. Lee was by the door, and there wasn't another one.
"payback is a bitch, bitch." lee yelled as she turned on the water and placed her thumb over the nozzle, sending a big stream of water right onto Sara.
"AAAHHHGPTH!" she shrieked as the water fell on her as she moved.
"UNCLE! UNCLE!" She yelled making a big X with her arms. Lee turned off the water. The Doctor watched this happen with a smile of wonder on his face. It seemed that the girls had forgotten him for a moment. He had to move a bit when they ran a bit too close for comfort but other than that he was surprised that they had forgotten him. While he was glad that they weren't worrying about him, he was slightly miffed. Lee had gotten him soaked while she was getting revenge on Sara. The water dripped from his hat brim as he stepped out of the mud.
Sara walked back to the house as lee unscrewed the hose from the spigot in the wall. Both girls were wet.
"you think that will stop me?" Sara grinned as she turned on the spigot, cupped her hands underneath and threw the water at her friend.
"AGH!" lee did the same. It was funny watching them throw water at each other with their hands, both stooping over the small spigot, yelling and shrieking at each other. By the time they were done, both girls were thoroughly soaked, but happy.
"hokay, I vote for a towel-off, a change of clothes, and movie."
"I second that." lee said, squeezing water out of her hair. She looked at her feet and saw the miniature jacket. For half a moment she was confused, until she remembered the Doctor. Immediately her eyes scanned the yard and she relaxed when she saw the Doctor walking back to the door.
"I third that." he said as he shook excess water off of his wet arms. "except I don't have a change of clothes." he pointed out.
"your clothes would quick fast enough with a hair dryer." lee pointed out.
"But I don't have anything to change into while that's happening."
Sara thought to her collection of plush, while she hated dolls, she had a bear with a sweater, and another with a shirt, but she doubted he would want them, as they would fit on him like tents.(although the sweater would be more like a big poncho.) She picked up his miniature jacket and placed it on the table.
She swallowed a giggle on the thought of even a semi-nude Doctor. She gave herself a mental slap and reminded herself that this WAS NOT a Mary Sue wet dream. she stayed faaaaar away from those fan fictions. But still…in the lodger episode….she allowed herself a smile on his idea of nudity. they walked back in, the Doctor hitching a ride with Lee, debating on how to get his clothes dry with the remaining dignity he had left. He refused to cover himself with a towel while she dried his clothes.
"I have a sweater that might fit you." Sara suggested, breaking the tension.
"do you mean a jumper?" he asked after a pregnant pause.
She nodded.
"I'll give it a look then." he said, non committal. They went upstairs, Sara gave them a towel each. Lee grabbed a change of clothed and locked the bathroom door. The Doctor and Sara toweled off in her room for a few moments before Sara found the bear and placed it next to the Doctor on the desk. She had made a slight mistake in size. She thought that the bear was smaller than it actually was. The deep blue sweater would fit him like a two year old wearing a large man's shirt! He saw it and let out a sigh.
"its better than just a towel." he mumbled loudly (so she would hear). Sara stripped the bear and turned her back to give him privacy while he stepped behind the (relatively) tall pencil cup. she picked out a clean set of clothes and waited for the all-clear to turn around.
"this is actually comfy, don't worry, I still have my pants on." she looked and saw a part of his bare legs where he was hitching up the dress-like jumper, his hands fully immersed by the sleeves. He noticed the confusion on her face, and was relived he could understand.
"sorry, I forgot. American. Still wearing my underwear." he clarified. Sara's cheeks turned red. She struggled to keep the dirty thoughts to a minimum. The leash she had placed around those thoughts was beginning to slip. Her cheeks burned hotter.
"er, uh…umm…" she swallowed, and cleared her throat. Just then, lee walked into the room, mostly dry in her fresh clothes.
"I hung up my clothes in the ….shower?"
Sara barreled out the door past her friend who was not quite sure what happened.
"what's up with her?" the Doctor asked. Lee turned her head to the desk to find him looking adorable in the giant sweater. lee had an idea of why her friend left (she was actually on the wrong path, but near the vicinity.)
She grinned at how cute he looked. She held up the hair dryer.
"lets get your clothes dry." she said, and proceeded to search for a socket.
"I didn't know you are a Giants fan?" she said as she was drying his clothes, noting the logo on the sweater.
"what? Oh." he said seeing the logo. He laughed.
"what?" lee asked, holding his shirt by the sleeves.
"its ironic at how appropriate the name is right now, because of the situation!" he chuckled. she nodded with a smile.
" I'm not actually into football but the team isnt half-bad. Won this years super bowl for New York."
"American Football? Bleh!" he made a face.
"hey! While I agree with that for the most part, don't head any further down that path. My brothers and dad love football." he held up his arms in surrender, the sleeves still covered his hands.
Meanwhile in the bathroom….
Sara was hitting her head against the wall respectively. Each hit made a dull thud.
"come on, get it together! You are NOT that kind of person!" she told herself.
"But you are human," a little voice inside her mind spoke. "You have a right to feel attracted to males, especially ones you've been drooling over for a while." Sara splashed cold water into her face and the voice receded. "You know I'm rii-iight." It sing-sang before it shut up. She looked at herself in the mirror and pointed to her reflection.
"You, will keep calm, and respect the Doctor and not freak out over anything he might do adorably. When he gets back to his regular size, you will hug the life out of him and get it out of your system before you travel in the Tardis! Got it?!" she nodded at her reflection, and blinked.
"was that a mental break-down?" she asked herself before shaking her head and ridding herself of the thought and changed out of her wet clothes.
Back in the room…..
Lee passed the Doctor his freshly dried pants (trousers, if you want to get technical) and debated on how to dry his shirt. The Doctor wondered out loud where his coat was.
"its on the table downstairs, I saw Sara bring it in." he put on his trousers under the large jumper, easily pulling his arms in from the tube-like sleeves.
Lee distracted herself with drying the shirt. It didn't take long. She noticed that he put on his suspenders without the shirt. He replied to her raised eyebrow.
"the suspenders are the only thing keeping the pants up." he explained.
"man hips." she chuckled, shaking her head, drying the small shirt.
"what about my hips?" he asked. Trying, and failing to place his hands on them through all the fabric.
"you have none!" she exclaimed. The Doctor pouted.
"your fourth and ninth regeneration may have had, but currently sir, you do not!" he shrugs as lee works on the other side of the shirt.
"I'm hipless." he proclaimed.
"definitely not a hippie." lee said airily.
"nor a hipster." he quips back.
"bravo sir. Ten points!" in walks Sara, much calmer and level headed.
"ten points for what? For saving the quaffle?" lee explained the hip joke.
"speaking of quaffle, lets get our fanny's in motion to the computer room to catch some Harry potter!" she passed the Doctor his shirt as she finished. He ducked into the tent of a sweater and put it on. He shed the sweater quite easily once he had his shirt on, He had left his hat on the pencil cup to dry out by itself. He accepted the hand that Sara offered as the three walked to the next room.
"I'll get the popcorn." said lee, who went downstairs.
"get a tray!" Sara reminded her friend as she turned on the rotating fan overhead. It created a comforting breeze in the room. When Lee came up, Sara and the Doctor were in position to movie-marathon.
"just click play." Sara said as lee touched the mouse and the familiar tune lulled them into the wizarding world.