Disclaimer: I own nothing Doctor Who-ish, I just like to use my imagination to put the Doctor through different situations :)
Author's Note: I already have 2 reviews and I only put this on here last night! Thank you so much! That made me get on with it and put this chapter on here :) I know its only really short, but it's important :) Enjoy :)
Ash
The first thing The Doctor noticed was the sheer amount of people walking past him.
People. Okay, that's the second thing he noticed; humans.
He looked around and noted that he was in a shopping mall. He was standing just inside the mouth of an empty corridor, where the TARDIS had parked herself. He then observed the shops more closely.
He was standing in front of a newsagency, which had a couple of stands out the front, holding postcards and calendars. He walked over to one and saw postcards displaying photos of The Sydney Opera House and The Sydney Harbour Bridge, and all matter of wildlife including dolphins, kangaroos, emus and platypus's (Though as he thought about it, he believed that the plural was platypi). He raised his eyebrows and looked around himself once more.
Australia? He thought to himself. He hadn't been to Australia for YEARS! Even then, he had only really passed through quickly.
Sydney, Australia. So this is where his idiocy had brought him. Well... He could deal with that. He glanced once more at a postcard advertising a tour where you could climb the Sydney Harbour Bridge, seriously considering it, and turned his attention to the shops lining the other side of the shopping centre.
The first shop he saw was a small clothing store which had brightly coloured disco lights flashing through it, and loud, hip-hop music blaring from it. He looked up to read the name of the shop: SUPRĒ.
His eyes then flickered to the right to read the sign above the next shop: SANITY. He chuckled at the name, then lowered his gaze to the shop itself, which didn't have a door, but was instead open from all sides. It was divided up with rows and rows of shelves which stacked DVD's and CD's. Only parts of these shelves were visible however, as there was a large cardboard display taking the parts of the entrance which were not occupied by people who were entering and leaving the shop. When his eyes fell on one of the cardboard cut-outs, both of his hearts stuttered.
He was running across the crowded mall before he had looked at the cut-out for more than a second. He could hear people disputing his rough treatment of them as he pushed and stumbled his way through the crowd to the display, where he came to a stand-still directly in front of a life-sized cardboard figure of himself.
The Doctor was perplexed, stuck staring at the image of himself which was frozen in a serious, business-like expression. After an eternity passed, he finally blinked and lowered his eyes to the feet of the cardboard figure, where two words were printed across his legs. Doctor Who.
Author's Note: The next chapter should be up here either tomorrow or the next day, and it will be longer :)