Evie's TARDIS Diary: Freaky Friday

Age: 20

Location: The TARDIS

Date: –


"River?" The Doctor shouted as the TARRIS began to shudder violently, sending us all spinning across the console room. There was no reply, but a loud crash from somewhere out of sight.

With no hesitation, and ignoring the Doctor's warnings, Amy and Rory rushed off in the direction of the sound. Something significant had obviously happened between the last time I had seen them and then, because the younger versions of my Grandparents were suddenly incredibly protective of Mum. The Doctor had muttered something about Berlin and Hitler and a cupboard, but refused to go into further detail.

He grimaced at their retreating figures and turned to me, looking nervous. I grinned back reassuringly, my hands already dancing confidently over the controls in an attempt to rectify whatever had gone wrong with the old girl.

"Shields up, Evie." The Doctor suggested, moving round me and pointing unnecessarily at the correct lever to my left. I pulled a face but said nothing, pulling the handle firmly towards me and instantly feeling the time machine right itself slightly.

"Better?" I asked with a grin. He nodded, returning the look.

Before he could say anything, however, an even bigger jolt made the entire console room
shudder and we were thrown violently together, landing in a dishevelled heap on the floor.

I winced, opening my eyes gingerly and feeling bruises forming at once.

"Bloody hell..." I muttered.

For a moment I thought that the Doctor had said the same words at precisely the same moment because I heard his voice. Then I glanced across the ground and saw myself sitting up and staring at me in horror.

"You're... Evie, you look like me." I heard my voice say.

"You look like me, Dad..." I informed him.

Apparently horrified he raised his hands... my hands... and examined them closely. Climbing to my feet... his feet... I looked down. The first thing I noticed was that I didn't have boobs. For the first time since I was about thirteen I could look down and see my stomach. Except that it wasn't my stomach; it was Dad's.

"What's happened?" I demanded.

The Doctor looked at me, disgustedly. "I'm a girl! I've got breasts!" He pointed out unnecessarily. I felt myself blushing at the words as he grabbed hold of them, staring at me in horror.

"Oi! Hands!" I snapped.

Instantly he blushed as well, realising what he was doing and dropped his hands to his sides. "Sorry!"

"Doctor?" Amy called as she, Rory and Mum came back into the room looking a little shaken, but apparently unharmed. She looked straight at me as she spoke. "What happened?"

"Not completely sure." Dad admitted in my voice.

"Shhh, Evie!" Mum admonished me, flapping a hand in the Doctor's direction. Everyone stared at me, seeing Dad. Then she leapt down the stairs and flung herself at me, burying her face in my shoulder and hugging me tightly. I could see a smudge of blood in her golden curls where she'd obviously hit her head during the turbulence.

"Are you OK?" I demanded, reaching up and taking hold of her head to examine the damage. She nodded and leant forwards, pressing her lips against mine. I dodged quickly, holding her at arm's length.

"You really don't wanna do that. I'm Evie." I informed her, glancing from her stunned face to Amy and Rory and receiving blank looks in return. "That's the Doctor."

"Don't be stupid!" Amy exclaimed.

"It's true." The Doctor assured her. "We seem to have switched bodies."

"Is this another of your ideas of funny joke?" Mum asked, raising an eyebrow and putting her hands on her hips. We both shook our heads.

The Doctor motioned for me to throw him the sonic screwdriver from his inside jacket pocket and I did so, waiting for him to aim it at me and the familiar whining to start up. He flicked it up, glancing at the readings and showed it to Mum. She gasped and clapped her hands over her mouth.

"My baby!" She wailed at me, most uncharacteristically.

"It's like that film… Freaky Friday!" Amy added, unhelpfully. I glared at her.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah…" Dad said ignoring Mum's shock and Amy's flippant comment, moving quickly towards me. He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me closer to the console. "We need to work out what happened and how we can reverse it. And quickly."

Rory looked concerned. "Why quickly? Is it dangerous?"

"No." Dad told him honestly, turning to face the man and blushing slightly. So that was what my embarrassed face looked like, I thought, studying him closely. "I just need the toilet and don't think it's really appropriate at the moment."

He began flipping switches and trying to understand what was going on. As he stretched out to reach for a flashing red button, he grimaced at glared furiously at his hands. Or, rather, my hands.

"Your hands are ridiculously small, d'you realise that?" He asked, glaring at me as though it was my fault.

I glared back. "Well yours are ridiculously bloody big."

"Don't swear, Evie." He commanded.

Mum laughed softly behind us and we both whirled around angrily. "Sorry, sorry…" She apologised, holding up her hands and left us to turn back to the controls.

"Eurgh…" I muttered, staring at myself in slight disgust. "Are my thighs actually that big?"

"Oh shut up!" Mum and Amy chorused, sighing in exasperation, although Rory smirked slightly. Apparently hearing that phrase in the Doctor's voice amused him.

"I think I've managed to isolate the moment when the swap took place." Dad said, pointing to a line on the scanner screen. I bounced over to his side, almost tripping over feet that were bigger than I was used to. I traced the line, seeing a peak in the middle. "See… normal, normal, massive surge in energy, normal."

"So that's the moment when it happened…" I muttered, shaking my head slightly and flicking the Doctor's hair into my eyes. Growling slightly I brushed it aside. "But what caused it?"

"Massive temporal shift." He explained distractedly, rushing around the console. "When we bashed into each other we caused our consciousness's to be jolted out of our bodies and they latched onto the closest living thing they could find – each other."

"Right… so if we can simulate the environment we can jolt ourselves back again!" I said, understanding where he was going with this. Dad nodded and I beamed. "Mum, Amy, Rory, you need to get out of here. If you stay, we could all end up getting shoved in the wrong body. Being Dad is bad enough… I think I might have a breakdown if I end up as one of you. No offence."

They nodded and disappeared from the control room, separating slightly just in case. After a couple more minutes setting the controls, the TARDIS began to shake violently again and we looked at each other nervously.

"Ready?" He asked. I nodded. "Good… and when we're back in the right bodies I think we need to have a little chat about this." He lifted up my top to reveal my pierced belly button. I grimaced, knowing that I was in for a lecture. He wasn't a massive fan of my attempts at expressing myself.


Sighing, Evie stood up and walked away from her bed. As she passed the open door to her bathroom she smiled broadly, immensely relived to be in her own body once more. If the Doctor's idea hadn't worked, she wasn't sure what she would have done. Probably never washed or gone to the toilet again, she thought, shuddering.

The Doctor had been equally relieved to find himself in his own body. There was too much going on in his daughter's. He wondered briefly how she managed to balance with such small feet and large breasts, but then he dismissed the thought with a violent shake of his head and a shudder. There were some things in this universe that he would never, should never and never wanted to understand. That was definitely one of those things.


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