Author's Note: The 365 Project is an experimental multi-fandom project to write and post at least one short every day for the next year, not including my semi-regular bi-weekly updates. For more details, see the relevent section in my profile. This is The 365 Project, 15 December. Sorry, not feeling well today...
In the immortal words of Samuel L. Clemens... "Persons attempting to find a motive in this narrative will be prosecuted; persons attempting to find a moral in it will be banished; persons attempting to find a plot in it will be shot. BY ORDER OF THE AUTHOR."
Disclaimer; neither "Doctor Who" nor "Ranma 1/2" do I own. Sorry, but sick author means no clever disclaimer.
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"Two Wrong Turns Make A What?"
By J.T. Magnus, 'Turbo'
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The door to the blue box opened and two men stepped out; one man in a long coat and equally long scarf of many colors, the other in his teens and noticible by the yellow-with-black-spots bandanna he wore and the traveling pack on his back.
"Well, this is an utterly abnormal occurance," the man with the scarf remarked, "From what I've gathered, we're in Tokyo, Japan, on September Sixth in the year 1991."
"So?" Bandanna asked, "Isn't this where we wanted to be?"
"Yes, that's what's so utterly abnormal about it," Scarf answered, "I don't actually believe that's ever happened before. Normally the old girl just seems to go wherever she wants."
Bandanna snorted, "Then it makes perfect sense. I'm cursed to never end up where I want to be, so if my curse affect the phone booth..."
"The TARDIS," Scarf corrected, "If your curse affected the TARDIS, then it could easily have caused us to end up at our actual destination instead of where she wanted to go; brilliant!"
"Wait," Bandanna looked at Scarf in disbelief, "Are you saying that curse of mine was actually good for something?"
"So it would seem," Scarf informed him, "Well, since we're here in time, it's time to worry about the timeline, isn't it? Off we go!"
