Incontri TenTENNANTi/wavering Meetings sort of Missing Moments a little ahead ...(it's just a matter of a few chapters before it can happen even in the original co written crossover)
David needs a special gift, the Doctor bring them all in the proper place and Barty tests himself in order to impress his Second Dark Lord.
Written for the 'Flufftober 2021' Prompt 1: Winning a Teddy for the other
Before reading:
if you don't know this huge crossover story cowritten with my friend Loki s/13577509/1/Incontri-TenTENNANTi-Wavering-Meetings , you'd better close this page, because you'll never ever manage to figure out what this extra fluffy one shot is about, lol
if you are already familiar with the mentioned story, in this one shot (and the many others I'm going to post this month for this challenge) you'll find event a little ahead compared to where the original plot arrived, but it's just a matter of few chapters to add ;) and it's about something you already know it's going to happen ;)
If you're looking for huge amount of fluff, especially BarTen fluff, this is the right place!
Barty Bear
"Doctor, I still don't understand why you wanted to bring us here!" Kevin mutters, coming out from the TARDIS with the others. "And then exactly, where would we be?"
"I'm amazed, I didn't expect that from an almost adopted New Yorker like you. Don't you recognize Brooklyn anymore?" Ten teases him.
"Well, it's not the one I use to know, evidently." the persuader observes.
"You are damn right!" the Time Lord smiles enthusiastically. "My friends, okay, someone here is a lot more than a friend," he murmurs, holding an adoring Barty close to him. "Welcome to February 15, 1903!"
"And why did you pick just this date?" Alec investigates, like a good detective.
"Because David said he wanted a souvenir to take to his children, so what's better than the first Teddy Bears in history?" Ten says, smugly.
"Oohh, but it's perfect! Kids will love it. I'll get one for Ty too and especially one for Georgia… you're never too big for a Teddy Bear! " David gets excited.
"This is the spirit!" the Doctor approves.
"It's not the kind of gift Jessica would appreciate… not that she has ever appreciated anything from me!" Kevin snorts.
"So instead of that fucking ungrateful chick give a Teddy Bear to me, I will certainly be very grateful!" Peter winks at him, snatching a kiss from him.
"This time I forgive you, just because it was a big kiss," Kevin smiles against his lips, before changing his tone and look. "But if you still dare to speak ill of my Jessica once more I will silence you all day long!" he threatens him.
"If you really wanted to impress your Companions you should have taken them to London in 1973, when I created the M25 project!" Crowley brags at the memory.
"Oh well, yes of course, the same invention that later made you a flambé demon!" Aziraphale reminds him. "And if it weren't for Adam, you would just have nothing left of your beloved Bentley, save for the tube you waved in the battle!"
"I still got the praise from Satan himself for that, which is saying something, angel!" the demon boasts, with a proud look.
"Doctor, I really appreciate visiting this shop, I just don't understand why humans of this era didn't strike while the iron was hot: they had to create bistros that served Teddy Bear-shaped crepes!" Aziraphale says, his eyes sparkling at the very thought.
"But it's a brilliant idea!" Singy approves. "Why don't you and I stop here and set up one?"
"Little thing, turn away from my angel!" Crowley growls possessive.
"Mine was pure professional interest!" the young detective justifies himself.
"Exactly, you already share a profession, spring chicken, with me." Alec reminds him as he approaches him.
"I don't think we work together!" shrugs Peter Carlisle, playing hard to get.
"Well, you are a detective, so am I, in a way we are colleagues, so I would miss you ..." Alec murmurs, sulking.
"Oh. So you would miss me ... only as a colleague? " the other provokes him, his face a few inches from his.
"You know." Alec admits and after the way he looks at him there is nothing more to say.
The one who has a lot to say is Barty.
"Shame on you, all of you, Companions, except David," the Dark Wizard begins, smiling at the actor. "The Doctor is so generous to take us to this very important place and you aren't appreciating it properly, thinking of different things ?! You don't deserve the Doctor and you don't even deserve the TARDIS. " he keeps ranting.
"Barty, I appreciate it, but there's no need, really ..." the Doctor approaches him, genuinely impressed.
"Go straight to that shop, look around, enrich yourselves with history and have fun ... otherwise I'll have fun with my wand! '" The Death Eater threatens them, with the look of someone who is not joking at all.
Everyone is about to obey him, but it's Ten who stops them.
"Wait a minute, not so fast. I mean, I'm glad you do, but first, don't you want to know the story of this little stuffed animal so loved by young and old? " he asks and everyone nods.
The Doctor smiles. He loves to share his infinite knowledge.
"Do any of you know why it's called 'Teddy Bear'?" he asks them.
"That know-it-all Granger MudBlood would know the answer for sure!" Barty mumbles.
"Huh?" Ten looks at him questioningly.
"Nothing, my Lord, go ahead!"
"It all started on November 14, 1902, when President Roosevelt was invited on a hunting trip near the Mississippi and he was fond of big game hunting. However, he could not find even a bear, when his assistant called him, he had found, tied up and cornered a black bear. Roosevelt, however, found that so unsportsmanlike and not at all noble that he refused to shoot the poor beast in those conditions. The news went around the world, also reinforced by a satirical cartoon and everyone showed a strong appreciation for that bear. " the Time Lord begins to tell, pausing to make sure everyone is listening to him with interest and that's it.
"Mr. Michtom, owner of a candy shop, saw that cartoon and this gave him an idea: a hobby he shared with his wife was to create stuffed animals, he created one in the shape of a bear, that bear to which President Theodore Roosevelt had refused to shoot. Theodore. Teddy. That's why it's called Teddy Bear. " he reveals, then turns to David. "Seriously, didn't you even know that?"
"Well, you know what, no one has asked me to play President Roosevelt, yet, so it's not like I've gone into every aspect of his life very much ..." the actor scratches the back of his head, with a nervous chuckle.
"I see. The fact is that it pleased Roosevelt himself who gave permission for a large-scale production. And this is how the Ideal Toy Company was born, which you are seeing here now before your eyes. "
"NowI have a reason more why I want you to buy me one of those Teddy Bears, my dear brain-fucker. To your damn, bloody Jes… " Peter bites his tongue, seeing the threat in Killgrave's eyes. "Err, I meant, you can always buy Jessica alcohol, I have a hunch that it's always a welcomed gift for her." Drinky spurs him, pushing his elbow in his partner's side, playfully.
"You're not completely wrong ..." Kevin snorts, but the truth is that he doesn't mind making his partner happy. Especially in anticipation of his gratitude, under the sheets.
"Did they really own a candy shop?" Singy and Aziraphale ask Ten in unison.
"Are you really telling me that, of all the speech I gave, you two only got this detail?" the Doctor rubs his face with his hands. "Anyway, here you will find only soft toys, no candy."
They are all about to enter the shop, but the Doctor stops them again.
"You are forgetting one small detail: most of you have pounds with you and those who have dollars don't have the ones of this era. I could modify the molecular structure of your money with my sonic screwdriver, but it would take a while ... "
" Say no more, my Lord! " Barty does his best, casting Transfiguration Spells into everyone's wallet, including his own.
David is the first to venture.
"Nobody knows me here, I'm not famous, in fact, I'm not even born yet!" he chuckles, before going shopping.
"Let him go first and then wait a few minutes, before entering, and only one at a time, with the crowds in there no one will notice the similarities, as long as you obviously don't walk around in pairs." Ten instructs them and the others nod.
Not everybody.
"But what if I made a demonic miracle that doesn't make us recognize?" Crowley proposes.
"Let's keep it for when it will be indispensable, for this situation only this little trick is enough," replies the Time Lord. "And anyway you and Aziraphale don't look alike, you are free to enter as a couple."
"NGK, I hadn't thought of that!" he claps his hand on his forehead before turning to his beloved. "Come, angel!" he walks with a smiling Aziraphale arm in arm.
Others mumble their disappointment at not having the same privilege, but following those directives they gradually come in.
Only Barty and the Doctor remain.
"Do I, my Lord, have to enter first?" the Dark Wizard frowns.
"Yes, you could, but I have something else in mind." Ten mysterious winks. "Follow me!"
"You don't have to tell me, I would always follow you." Barty murmurs, more to himself, as the Doctor has launched into an impatient race and all he has to do is join him.
Going deeper into the outskirts of that town Barty sees a strange business he doesn't understand
"There's the shop, that's true, but there's also another way to get one of those Teddy Bears," explains the Time Lord, who knows the secrets of every place and time. "Aziraphale was right before, with his talk about striking the iron while it's hot. There are those who have done it: at those stalls you see, there are carnies. They make you play a game, for a fee, of course, probably a dollar for five shots. Did you notice those jars? They vary in size, which makes the game more and more complicated. If you throw the ball into the big cans, you win cheap prizes, maybe just some sweets… which is why I didn't tell Aziraphale and Singy about this place. " the Doctor makes him giggle. "The Teddy Bear, being a novelty, is the most coveted prize. The Ideal Toy Company , in conjunction with its inauguration, provided each of those stalls with no more than one item. "
"But there are only two stalls." Barty observes.
"Exactly, can you understand the level of rarity?"
"I won't fail, my Doctor, I'll win that Teddy Bear for you." Barty promises him.
"Oh well, thanks, but I guess it's not hard for you, since…"
"I mean no magic. No tricks, no facilitation. " Barty interrupts him.
Ten looks at him in amazement.
"I only want to do it with my strength ... in the Muggles' way," athe Pureblood Wizard adds, with a disgusted expression, which he doesn't last for long when he finds himself mirrored in those big dark eyes, which collect all the secrets of the Universe, who are looking at him so full of expectations.
"Barty, I ..."
"I want to do this for you, Ten, so that you are proud of me."
"Oh, my darling, but I already am. I'm so proud of you and I love you so much, "the Doctor smiles at him, stroking his face with the back of his hand, his mouth approaching his with an almost painful slowness.
Maybe they would have scandalized a small audience with a conservative mind, fortunately without minors around, but for that slow, long, tender, but also a bit exploratory kiss, both Ten and Barty have a strong need at that moment.
"And as proof of what I promised to you I'm going to give you my wand," the wizard amazes the Time Lord even more, handing him the object that is most dear to him.
No, perhaps the first place in that ranking is now occupied by a certain scarf.
Barty takes a contemporary dollar from his wallet and hands it to the carny, who is already glaring at him for the little show he gave earlier with his partner.
Luckily they were far enough away not to be even more conspicuous by the fact that they look like twins.
The carny gives him five balls, just as Ten had predicted.
The Time Lord pulled on the collar of the coat he is wearing to approach and watch his lover at work, undisturbed.
Barty throws the first ball and, although that is not his target, it ends up in one of the larger cans.
The carny hands him a package of something the Dark Wizard doesn't know it existed.
He opens it and takes out a thin white stick wrapped in what looks like paper. He doesn't hesitate to discard that too.
"What anomalous shape does this Chocolate Frog have and why is it so still?" he mutters in confusion.
Ten has heard it and comes over with a chuckle.
"It's not a Chocolate Frog, they're chocolate cigarettes that resemble in their shape a bad habit that Muggles have." he explains, while Barty bites into half the cigarette, leaving the rest to him. "For sure Singy or Aziraphale will appreciate it when we bring them to them." he advises, putting the package in his pocket.
"But I want to please you, certainly not them!" grumbles the Death Eater.
"I know, then get busy, come on, you have four attempts left." Ten spurs him, eating the advanced half.
Barty nods, before making a second attempt, this time in vain, which results in the third as well.
If nothing else, he was able to figure out how much strength to dose to get closer to the smallest jar, but the problem is to center it.
The fourth shot brings the ball to the edge of the smallest jar, but it bounces off it and ends up inside the largest jar of all those on display.
With a snicker, the carny gives him the meager prize, that is a hairpin.
Barty could easily stick it down his throat, if it weren't for Ten's hand on his forearm that holds his anger and killing instincts in check.
"Stay focused, Barty. You have one last shot, because this insolent and disrespectful man doesn't deserve another dollar. " Ten whispers in his ear. "I know you can do it."
With the self-confidence of someone who has just drunk Felix Felicis , Barty focuses on his goal, with the last ball that remains in his hand.
If his Second Dark Lord has told him he will make it, then he will make it.
He throws that ball with pinpoint accuracy, the same he had when he was about to throw his Avada Kedavra at Harry Potter, if only they hadn't stopped him.
But now there is no one to stop him and his intentions are much more peaceful.
The ball goes around the edge of the smallest jar in a circle before falling into it.
"You did it Barty, I was sure of it!" the Doctor hugs him radiantly.
The stunned carny hands over the coveted prize to his client.
"Do you know why I like this Teddy Bear story so much? Because people had always considered the bear to be a violent, aggressive, unapproachable animal… before realizing that it could also have a tender side. I mean, it reminds me of you, " Ten murmurs, a little embarrassed.
While holding that Teddy Bear, Barty kisses him quickly, before he is caught by a flash of genius.
"My Doctor, can I get my wand back?" he asks, parting from him.
Ten returns it to him instantly.
"I said I wouldn't use magic to win it, but not for the rest!" he grins, snatching the bear from his arms, before casting a series of targeted spells, turning his back to the Doctor to keep him in the dark about what he's up to.
When he finishes, he turns to the Doctor, shyly handing him that appropriately modified Teddy Bear: now he is wearing a black leather jacket, a bit worn, he holds a small wand in one paw, on his nose you can easily see some freckles and a tongue sticking out of the mouth curved in a smile.
He also has straw-colored hair, all messy.
"You said the Teddy Bear reminded you of me ... now it will really be like that." he adds, feeling the urge to explain what is already evident.
The Doctor's silence isn't helping him.
"Barty ..." he starts talking again, after what seems like an eternity.
"That's it, I knew it, you don't like it. Excuse me, give it to me and I'll put it back as it was .. "Barty sadly offers.
"Don't even try it, you know?" Ten almost growls. "I love it, I'll always keep it with me!" He shows him an enthusiastic smile, hugging him tightly.
Barty is beside himself with joy, his tongue pops out uncontrollably and Ten takes the opportunity to trap it in a demanding kiss.
Barty specially created an isolating bubble for them to have the right privacy.
"I couldn't have asked for better. I wanted a Teddy Bear, "the Doctor murmurs, against the Death Eater's lips. "I got a Barty Bear."
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THE END
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