A/N: Thanks for the feedback from the last chapter! Here is Part Two!
Disclaimer: The Moffat and another type of doctor
Part Two: The Most Peculiar Thing...
"Excuse me, have I met you before?"
The man glared at our hero as if he was made from dirt on the floor.
"I certainly would remember that mop of hair
And that chin would be recognizable anywhere.
Now excuse me I must be on my way."
The man tried to leave, but our hero shouted, "Stay!"
The man kept walking so our hero pulled at his coat collar
Causing the man to shout and to holler.
"What are you doing? Are you completely mad?
What kind of person runs rampant and bad?"
"I meant no harm, but you are so familiar.
I think I have seen you, but I don't remember where.
If you take me to your place
I'm sure I will remember your face."
The man frowned and he scowled.
"All right as long as I get to leave this town."
Our hero jumped up and grabbed the man's arm.
"You won't regret this and I promise you won't be in harm."
The man tried to catch up, his eyes bulged out.
His lips set in almost a pout.
His coat flapped in the breeze as he was dragged along.
Our hero started to whistle a song.
They approached the square in their haste.
The box was waiting, not wanting to go to waste.
The traveler of time got out his key
And inserted it into the lock as easy as can be.
He opened the door with a bit of a creak
As if it had not been open in a week.
Key now in pocket and hand on the door.
Ready to show the man what was in store.
"Now remember, this is no ordinary box.
If you are ready we will go inside and try not to be shocked."
The man raise his nose in a snobbish sort of way.
"I doubt this shabby thing can do anything. It's merely child's play."
Our hero's eyes shimmered with delight. Knowing full well it was going to be an interesting night.
"Okay you have been warned," the traveler opened the door with great gusto.
The man peeked his head in and almost fell to the floor though.
"I told you," our hero chastised.
"But now we can begin flying and be there in no time."
The man looked around in awe and in shock.
"How does this run. And why is there a clock?
Is this a machine that can travel in time?"
"Funny how that's what you mention first instead of it's size."
The man stepped inside and blinked at the light.
Our hero wondered if he had given him a fright.
"I only saw the entrance and not all of this.
How can a big space in a small box exist?"
The traveler chuckled and threw a large switch.
"I'd hold onto something and don't get sick."
The box began to shake and to vroop.
Making the man wonder if it could do loops.
Our hero looked over and stifled a laugh.
He'd never had anyone look quite like that.
The man had turned green to match his sweater
And he looked as if he was under the weather.
"Are we almost there," the man asked with a croak.
"I'd don't know, but we ought to be close."
The man groaned and held the beam tight.
Making the hero wonder if he was alright.
With a final jolt and an earth shaking shudder,
The ride was over and; the man couldn't be gladder.
"Now this is the fun," said the traveler.
"You mean it's not over," the man asked with a quiver.
"No, this is the part where the fun starts!"
"But my house? You said we'd be there just like that!
Now you're saying we're having fun?
I think you're mind had been addled by the sun."
Our hero ran to the door and opened it wide.
"Here we are, on the mountainside.
Why do you live here all alone?
It's Christmas, you should be with loved ones."
The man looked out of the door his eyes grew in size.
"Is this kind of transportation really wise?"
"Stop deflecting the questions, they are important.
I don't like to see people alone; the feeling is potent."
The man sighed and stepped out onto the ground.
"Why do I get the feeling you're going to stick around?
If you promise to not touch anything and don't disturb Max,
I'll let you stay, but try to relax.
Out hero agreed to the terms that were laid out.
And promised he wouldn't run amok or shout.
The man pulled a key out of his coat
And put it into a lock that was under a knocker shaped like a goat.
The man turned the knob as well as his head
And addressed the traveler from his spot ahead.
"Welcome to my wonderful home.
It's just me and Max; we grinches like to live alone."
A/N: Hm… and the plot thickens.