Thursday, 2nd April, 1:20pm
Doctor: You seemed very.. happy this morning.
Clara: Oh so I'm not allowed to be happy?
Doctor: You were going to that school.
Clara: I actually like my job.
Doctor: Still haven't got paid for mine.
Clara: What would the wage for being President of Earth be?
Doctor: Never asked. I keep telling them I resigned.
Clara: Whatever you say Mr. President.
Doctor: President is a title itself, it doesn't need a 'Mr.' in front of it. I thought you taught English.
Clara: Yes, that's true..
Doctor: Okay, what's wrong with you?
Doctor: Have you caught the Frengalian Flu?
Doctor: I seriously hope not if you're going to work.
Clara: Nothing!
Clara: What's the Frengalian Flu?
Doctor: Doesn't matter. You're being all weird and smiley though. Stop that.
Clara: How do you even know I'm smiling?
Doctor: Because I can see you through the window.
Clara: You know that's called stalking.
Doctor: I was going to check if you had the flu.
Doctor: WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING AT ME?
Clara: You look even funnier when you're trying to look cross!
Doctor: How do I look funny?!
Clara: Your facial expressions are just very funny right now.
Doctor: What the hell are you on about?
Clara: I'll leave you to figure it out. I've a class to teach now.
Doctor: Don't bore them too much.
1:50pm
Doctor: Right people are staring. What have you done to me?
2:00pm
Doctor: Clara forget your little pudding brains. Tell me what you did!
2:05pm
Doctor: Did you draw on my face?
Doctor: You did. Didn't you?
2:10pm
Doctor: I'M GOING TO MURDER YOU.
Doctor: NO WONDER PEOPLE WERE STARING.
2:15pm
Clara: How are you going to do that? You've no attack eyebrows. You've lost your greatest weapon.
Doctor: That was too far.
Clara: They'll grow back.
Doctor: You better hope so.
Clara: You look so lost without them.
Doctor: I'm going to your school.
Clara: Don't you dare.
Doctor: On the way.
Clara: I'll kick you out. Literally.
Doctor: Fine. I'll be waiting in the TARDIS. We're going to talk about this.
Clara: Fine by me.
3:30pm
Doctor: Even the TARDIS is laughing at me. I hope you're happy.
Doctor: It's not even April fools day!
3:40pm
Clara: It was last night ;)
Doctor: Shut up. The both of ye need to just shut up.
Clara: It was her idea actually. She supplied me with the razors for them. You're eyebrows were too thick for mine.
The Frengalian Flu is from lornesgoldenhair's fic called: Feverish (It's rated Mature).