Ureshiitamago: I swear I have a life…
The Doctor: You sure about that?
Ureshiitamago: Uuuhhh…*deep in thought*
Mem: While she's thinking about that, Random passerby, will you do the honors?
Random passerby: *sigh* my name is Mike.
Mem: Ok Mike. Will you do the honors?
Mike: ureshiitamago doesn't own Doctor Who, just her OCs and Original time escapades.
Mem: On with the story! And here's a cookie, Mike. (::)
Mike: 3~
Mem & the Doctor: O.O'
"What was the color of our bed sheets when we were 14?" He asked. I grinned.
"Purple with rainbow clouds on them." I answered. Remmie laughed happily, and we embraced. For me, it was the second time, but for him, it was the first, and he ended up weeping into my shirt. It was like when we were 15 again, and Uncle Ponirategasanah told us the story about the bloody hook.
"Shhh." I whispered. "The Doctor will be here soon." I said with conviction. "I know it."
Chapter 4: The Doctor saves the day! (Like always ;))
I don't know how long we sat there in each other's arms, both of us crying with happiness that we found each other again, and fear of the shape changing monster.
"How many times?" I asked finally. He looked up at me questioningly. "How many times did it take the shape of someone you knew?" I elaborated. He shuddered.
"Too many times." He said in a whisper. I put away my wand, and a thought occurred to me.
"Do you have your wand?" I asked. He nodded with a sniff. And then he sniffed again, and drew away, and looked at my other hand. It still held the banana that the Doctor had given me. I hadn't eaten it yet. How in the name of Kardashanar did this not fall? I wondered before glancing back at Remmie's face. He was staring at the banana hungrily. For what seemed like the first time, I noticed that the blue dress shirt was hanging loosely off of his frame. I handed him the banana, and he ate it, peel and all. He must be starving. I thought, taking in his sunken cheeks.
"Did it feed you?" I asked, anger growing inside me.
"Sometimes." Remmie said with a shrug. I drew breath to shout out profanities when there was the sound of breaking glass and wood, and then screeches of something on metal. And then something that raised my spirits. The sound that hurt my ears all of the time. The sonic screwdriver.
"Can you hear me?!" The Doctor shouted through the door.
"Yes!" I shouted back, grabbing Remmie and dragging him with me to the farthest wall away from the door.
"Get back!" He shouted.
"We're already back!" I shouted. There was the sound of the sonic, and the door flew open. The Doctor was standing there, grinning at us.
"Run!" He said. I laughed, and picked up Remmie, slinging him over my shoulder. It bothered me that he was light enough for me to carry, as tall as he was now, but it helped us escape so I saved my anger for the run. Pretty soon, we were running through the sewers. My nose wrinkled again.
"Why the sewers?" I asked as the Doctor took Remmie from me, and I turned into my cat form and clung to his shoulder. He started running again, and I could hear crashes behind us.
"It likes the smell and the damp!" The doctor shouted. I thought for a moment.
"What about cleanliness and heat?" I asked. The Doctor grinned.
"We're going to have to find out, eh?" He said. I purred in warning as something shot towards us. The Doctor ducked, and turned a sharp right down another passageway. I fought to keep from throwing up as he splashed through the muck at a high speed, and instead I focused on making sure Remmie was okay. I looked over at him. He was wide eyed, and staring behind us in fright. I flicked my tail over his nose so he wouldn't breathe in the stench. The Doctor hung a sharp left, and started climbing up a ladder.
"Grab the sonic from my pocket and point it at the cover!" He ordered. I didn't question him. I might've been recalcitrant, but I would take orders in a life or death situation. I grabbed the sonic out of his pocket with my teeth, and leapt onto his head, and pointed it at the manhole cover. It rattled, and we were out. The doctor slammed the manhole cover over the hole, and I dropped the sonic in his waiting hand. He then soniced the manhole cover closed. There were a few thumps, and then all was quiet.
"Doctor?" I called from my perch on top of his head.
"Yes?"
"It knows where the TARDIS is."
"Yes it does."
"What are we going to do?"
"I told you, it likes smelly and damp."
"And that means?"
"We'll give it the opposite." I glared at the top of his head, annoyed that he wasn't explaining any further. I stuck my tongue out at the top of his head, knowing full well that he couldn't see me.
"Remmie, could you change forms please?" I asked my twin. "That would make it easier for the Doctor to carry you." Remmie looked at me for a moment, blinked once or twice, and then with a small flash of light changed into a smaller, skinnier, and dirtier version of what the thing had imitated earlier. The Doctor frowned at him for a moment, causing my brother to cower out of what seemed like instinct.
"You're too light for a dog." The Doctor remarked. I sighed and batted the top of his head with my paw.
"Hello? Ways to defeat el creepo who lives in a stanky sewer?" I asked impatiently. The Doctor grinned in amusement.
"Of course, of course." The Doctor said. "Silly of me to forget." I felt like I was going to fall off his head in shock.
"You forgot?" I murmured at his head in bewilderment.
"Of course not." He replied with an injured tone. He clutched his free hand to his heart. "You wound me, Memkadoragopanon." I rolled my eyes at his head and pawed at his ears.
"Then let's get gone." I said impatiently. "It might try for us here again."
"Good point!" the Doctor said. I could hear the grin in his voice. I couldn't help but grin madly as the Doctor started to run again, with me dangling like a banner from his head. I checked every now and then while he was running to see how my brother was faring. Not so good. Even though he was a dog, through his fur he looked pale and sick. I garbled in cat, trying to comfort him the only way I knew how at that moment. Finally, it seemed as though we had reached the destination that the Doctor had wanted to get to.
"I don't get it." I said, blinking at the three story building in front of me. It was just as white and unfun looking as the others.
"This," the Doctor said grandly, spreading his free arm to indicate the building, "is the water center." I blinked once again, before turning back into my anthro form, and snapping my fingers.
"I get it!" I cried, hanging off of his shoulder like a koala child. "You want to clean the sewers!" He nodded enthusiastically before grimacing.
"With rose water. Either get off, or change back." He said. I let go, and landed cat-like (heh heh, ok, not funny) on the ground.
"Rose water?" I asked, wrinkling my nose. I disliked the smell of roses even more than the smell of sewer. I mean, I didn't mind people with the name Rose, I even was friends with a person named Rose back at home. It was just the smell of the flower that I didn't agree with.
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Somewhere in England, a girl named Rose wakes up from a deep sleep and sneezes. She rubs her nose and looks blearily around at her room.
"I gotta clean." She mumbles before falling asleep again.
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"Yeah." The Doctor replied. "Nicest smelling thing with water, that'll hate it I bet." I wrinkled my nose at Remmie, who lolled his tongue out of his mouth in a doggy smile. He knew that ever since I was a child, I didn't like the smell of roses, and used it sometimes to blackmail me into doing something he wanted to do. I didn't argue with the Doctor, and instead followed him as meekly as I could. I pulled out my wand, and held it at the ready in case I needed to stun anyone.
It turned out that I didn't need to. Apparently, work was done for the day, so everyone was probably in their houses making dinner. The Doctor set my brother down next to the machinery that he said worked the water system. He said that all he had to do was connect the water system with the perfume system, and then pump that into the sewers to wash it out. When it escapes, it will most likely be in its original form, and hey presto, the light will affect it and knock it out. I had the job of flicking the switch when the Doctor said to. I stood obediently by the switch, but fidgeted as I watched the Doctor run back and forth between the machines, sonicing bits and pieces that beeped and flashed. Finally, he had Remmie help him connect the two machines with a tube-thing, and nodded to me.
"Now please, Mem." He said with a grin. I smiled and flicked the switch with my tail. There was a whirring next to my ear, and I squeeked and jumped forwards in alarm. The Doctor laughed heartily. I frowned at him and crossed my arms, feeling a blush growing on my cheeks. I mumbled something slightly incoherent, even to me, and walked over to where the two of them were standing. I looked up at the Doctor, and frowned harder at him, placing my hands on my hips.
"What?" I asked. He shook his head, trying to hide the smile I knew was on his face.
"Nothin." He replied. I raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything, instead walking over to stand next to a tired looking Remmie. His eyes were sparkling with hidden laughter at my expense, but for once I didn't mind. I smiled and ruffled his hair, though he was a head taller than me. He was still thinner. There was an ear splitting screech from outside, and the three of us rushed over to a nearby window to see what was going on. There was the thing. I trembled slightly. It had tentacles that were a pale green color that came out of everywhere, and crab claws that were a darker green for arms. Its head looked like a cross between a squid and a sea snake, and it had a tail in place of legs. The tail was a pale green with a darker green stripe running down its length. It writhed in the light, and to my horror, I could see steam rising up off of it. Suddenly, it fell and was still. I looked quickly at the Doctor, who looked a little worried.
"According to my calculations, that shouldn't have killed it." He said worriedly. I looked at Remmie, who was staring at the thing with no expression on his face. Then there was a flickering, as if the whole world was experiencing a power outage, and I could see banana stands, and laughing people. There was color, and there was emotion. I looked at Remmie, next to me, and saw silent tears falling down his face. I scooped him up in a hug, and listened to his whispered words.
"I wanna go home." He sobbed into my hair. I looked up at the Doctor. He returned my look with a slightly sadder one, and gestured in the direction of the TARDIS.
I carried Remmie in his dog form back to the Doctors ship, with him by my side. The Doctor opened the door with a flourish, and then said, in a business-like manner;
"Close the door behind you, wouldn't want a draft." I did as he said, and clumped down the metal stairs after him. The TARDIS hummed around me, and I could feel whatever it was trying to talk to me again. "I think we can reopen that portal that you fell through." He continued in a conversational tone. A chair appeared, almost out of nowhere, and he stood on it, raising his sonic to the ceiling.
"It was here." The sonic buzzed, but this time, it didn't hurt my ears as much. Suddenly, a pretty purple colored hole opened up near the ceiling. Just as suddenly, the Doctor was by my side. He grabbed me by my armpits, and carried me over to the chair. I blinked. Huh? He was on the chair. I blinked again, Remmie still in my arms. Huh? I looked backwards at the Doctor, but he wouldn't meet my eyes. I opened my mouth to say something, but he hurriedly pushed both Remmie and I through the hole, which closed up after us. I screamed as I started to fall again, up. Remmie howled in fright, louder than me because I had gone through this already. The purple turned into the pretty stars and universe colors, and then we were both sitting on the bench that Cook had told me to eat on. I had the bread in my hand, and Remmie was holding the soup and the spoon with a confused look in his eyes. We turned to each other and blinked in synch. Remmie looked like he had before we returned, and I definitely still remember that he had suddenly turned into a skeleton. So my time with the Doctor wasn't a dream…was it?
I felt cold dread in the pit of my stomach at the thought that I might never see the Doctor again. I walked almost numbly to my room as Mother and Father cooed over Remmie's return, completely ignoring me. I shut the door behind me, and jumped onto my bed, hiding my face in the pillow. My throat constricted.
"Mind getting off of me?" Asked a male voice. I gasped and sat up. The first thing I noticed was his ears. They looked like monkey ears, except less hairy, and they were sticking out from his head. Next I noticed that he was bald. Well, not bald, just extremely short hair. And his blue eyes. Blue like the sky.
I sniffed into my pillow as the pressure in my throat and eyes became unbearable.
"How does this work?" He asked, holding it the wrong way around. I grasped the end.
"Not like that." I took it from him. "Here, I'll levitate something as a demonstration."
I could feel the hot tears soaking the pillow, but I refused to make a sound.
"Never, ever get separated from me like that again." He said, shaking his finger in my face. "It isn't safe." I nodded sheepishly. He held out his hand. "So, either you grab my hand, or you turn into a cat and stay on my shoulders." I smiled, and looked around at the amount of people. I grabbed his hand.
A sob ripped through me even though I tried to stop it.
Doctor was by my side. He grabbed me by my armpits, and carried me over to the chair. I blinked. Huh? He was on the chair. I blinked again, Remmie still in my arms. Huh? I looked backwards at the Doctor, but he wouldn't meet my eyes. I opened my mouth to say something, but he hurriedly pushed both Remmie and I through the hole, which closed up after us.
I continued to cry until all that was left was hiccups.
There was a huge 'Welcome Home' party that night for Remmie, who looked decidedly uncomfortable about the whole thing. I mingled with the people for all of 5 minutes before I retreated to my room. I picked up a purse that had an alternate dimension holding pocket in it, and stuffed changes of clothes and magic books into it. I clipped the small TARDIS blue purse to my striped shorts, and walked sneakily to the kitchens. I had reached the bench after dodging even more food than usual to get there when I heard something behind me. I whipped around and was face to neck with Remmie. I looked up at him, and he looked down at me a little sadly.
"You're going back, aren't you?"
"…If I can."
"You like him."
"Well…yes." There was a small pause, and then I was enveloped in Remmie's arms. I wrapped my hands around his too skinny torso and hugged back.
"Why?" Remmie asked. I took a moment to think before I responded.
"Mother and Father didn't look at me, not when you were here, not when you were gone. The Doctor looks at me, he sees me." He looked about ready to cry, and I winced. "It isn't your fault." I said, grabbing one of his hands.
"I knew when I asked him the question that I didn't want to go back home." Remmie looked at me sadly as I finished my explanation. I smiled at him and tapped my forehead.
"We can still 'talk'." I said with a grin. My twin smiled shakily, and pulled a feather out of his pocket.
"You dropped this." He said. I looked down at my braid in surprise. There was no feather. I smiled and hugged him again, and took back the feather. I winked at my brother, and then turned back to the bench.
"Now, if I remember correctly, I was sitting doOOOOOOOWWWWWWN!" I continued screaming as I fell through the space again. I grabbed onto the link to my brother, and strengthened it as I fell, so I could always talk to him, even if I was in a different universe. My screams turned to laughter as the passageway turned purple, and I fell again, much like I had the first time.
"Mem?!" The Doctor exclaimed from underneath me. I laughed, and got off of him.
"How long has it been?" I asked.
"You only just left…" he looked at the mon-i-tor, "a few hours ago." I smiled and clapped.
"Why did you come back?" He asked, a perplexed look on his face. I drew breath to answer.
The Doctors 3rd person POV
The Doctor looked at the girl in front of him, who was smiling like she had just won the lottery. He was perplexed, hadn't she and her brother wanted to go back home? He hadn't wanted to look at her when he sent them back, but now he wasn't so sure he shouldn't have. But why? So he asked.
"Why did you come back?" He asked. She smiled wider, and the Doctor saw her cat ears twitch.
"You see me, and I see you." She answered with a grin. The Doctor stared at her for a moment, and then smiled back.
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