I find this new body a bit hard to get used to, I mean, we had to stay in bed for days nursing ourselves better for goodness sake. How on earth are we meant to go about saving places if, after every single goddamn regeneration, we have to stay in bed recuperating? Oh, and the nice leather jacket we used to wear doesn't even suit us anymore! That ruined my day even more than the new Doctor, and it meant I had to pick out a new costume for all of us.
We got better eventually, just in time to save the humans from the Sycorax, and boy did we show 'em what for. Ugly, nasty creatures those Sycorax (it might not phase the other four, but looking at them made me sick), and they cut off the Doctor's hand in a sword fight, the devils. But we showed them all right, we grew our hand back using all our leftover regeneration energy and beat the hell out of them, and in turn the Earth was saved.
Now, where was I? Oh yes, the costume dilemma. I had the Doctor spend his time looking through our seemingly limitless wardrobe, where there were so many outlandish clothes it might as well have been make-believe. I began mumbling to myself as we went along, because we had a bit of a problem…
"I can't be having any old shirt or jacket for my Doctor, but I was rather fond of that bomber jacket we were wearing just recently. A cricket outfit perhaps? No, we've done that one before, it's so 5 generations ago. Nor do we want the magician's cloak or the knitted scarf." But now I wish I hadn't mentioned the scarf, it got Sadness going off on his usual rambles,
"Oh I miss that scarf, so cuddly and warm, makes me kinda sad. Say, what happened to Sarah?"
But thankfully Sadness was interrupted as Joy spotted something that he thought was perfect, "How about that one, Disgust? You know, the pinstripe suit near the back?"
So we tried it on, stood in front of the mirror so we could see just how good Doctor number ten looked.
"He looks like a bloomin' pencil. Don't get me wrong Joy, I love pencils, but you shouldn't dress like one!"
"Well I don't care! He's being a pencil, our pencil, and you're gonna have to get used to it."
And get used to it I did, albeit reluctantly. I persuaded the others to let him have a coat and some nice trainers, and we even got to put on some really fashionable spectacles from time to time (Joy would probably laugh there and say "Time to time? Oh you crack me up!" Luckily for me he won't be reading this so you don't have to worry about that).
So, off on adventures to goodness knows where again, saving people that quite probably shouldn't be saved, but then again, it's what the Doctor does, no matter how many times I try to dissuade him otherwise.