Clara and the TARDIS
TARDIS
Clara, wearing a red tank top and checkered pyjamas walked into an empty console room to give a half glare at the console. "Where is it?" She asked accusingly.
*Beeps* (I don't know what you're talking about)
"I know what just happened. I left to go to the bathroom and thank you for the hologram leopard, by the way. That was an unexpected pleasure, so when I returned, I found my bedroom completely missing!" She growled before taking a breath to calm herself. "So, just tell me where you put it."
*Beeps* (Nowhere)
Clara sighed. "Come on. This can't be the first time he's brought a girl home. He's over 900 years old, he should've had company at some point." The monitor then began to flicker through images which had names at the bottom. ""Romana", "Ace", "Sarah Jane", "Barbara", "Tegan", Romana again." She listed. The monitor came to a picture of a brunette woman with a tight v-shirt that was cut rather low. "Dear god, Peri! If that isn't suggestive clothing, I don't know what is."
*Beeps* (She was quite the looker)
"Yeah, she does look good in that." Clara agreed before giving a small tired sigh. "Look, this is the Doctor we're talking about. He's an overgrown child with an ego and a co-dependent relationship with a screwdriver. If he had to choose between a girl and enormous, complicated machine he could fix with a toolkit, who would he go with?"
*Beeps* (Both. Except you. He would choose you without a doubt)
"Shut up!" She blushed. The console beeped repeatedly which made Clara's jaw drop incredulously. "Are you…giggling? Are you giggling at me?" She accused.
*Beeps* (Yes)
Clara rolled her eyes at the console. "All right, I have one question. That girl you showed me with the interface at the house, who was she?" The TARDIS brought up a picture of the same girl. ""Susan Foreman". Who was she?" Clara asked.
*Beeps* (The Doctor should be the one to tell you)
Clara groaned. This conversation was indeed going nowhere. "All right, I give in. I'm going to find my goddamn bedroom now. Can't wait to see your next mischievous trick." She grumbled before moving to leave yet pausing in shock as she saw herself standing there, hair all rustled and a scowl on her face. "Who the hell are you?"
"You, from tomorrow night." The other Clara grumbled. She then walked up past the present Clara to the console. "Okay, where have you put it? Where's my bedroom?"
A pair of rushing footsteps drew Clara's attention as another Clara came rushing in, leaning against the railings and panting hard. "This isn't funny, I'm exhausted! Where is it?!" She demanded.
"You think you've got problems?" Two Clara's suddenly said in unison from the other end of the room. "We've got to share a bed." They said flirtatiously.
*Beeps* (The Doctor would love to see that)
"Shut up!" All the Clara's blushed in unison.
*Beeps* (Well, don't ever come back to me and say you were sorry)
Clara, the proper actual Clara, gave a blink as she scowled at the console. "Oh, dear god. Are you kidding with this?"
*Beeps* (Of course I'm kidding. They're holograms)
On this the Clara copies vanished from the room and Clara looked at the console accusingly. "Hang on. You just moved my bedroom and showed me the leopard for a laugh, didn't you?" Only silence answered for a few moments until a few playful beeps came from the console.
*Beeps* (Nooooooo)
"Ugh, you're the worst!" She growled before moving to leave.
*Beeps* (You still love me)
"No, I don't!" She called back before walking out the door and turning left.
*Beeps* (No, it's to the right)
"Next time, could you just have arrows to these places, please?" Clara muttered before disappearing, missing the chuckled beeping of the TARDIS.
*Beeps* (Maybe)
AN: Just a fun little chapter for you to enjoy. :)