Author's Note: WOW! Thanks so much for the extremely kind reviews, follows, and favs! Miss Moria, here's the next chapter, and Optimist Lyricist, I'm so glad you like it! I'll try to keep this updated as often as I can. Ends on a cliffhanger because I'm evil. Hope you all enjoy!
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"A message?" the Doctor inquired. "If it's from Elizabeth, tell her I'm dreadfully sorry about missing the picnicy thing again, but I have been just a tad bit busy!" he said, a bit of annoyance and pain threading through. However, the younger Doctor's, the first Doctor's, eyes glittered.
"Elizabeth? Queen Elizabeth? Hm! Delightful woman, I've always wanted to meet her." he said with a smile. "I'm afraid that's not the message."
"Then what is it?" the older Doctor asked.
The young ancient took out a rolled-up piece of paper, murmuring to himself as he did so. He took out a pair of spectacles and began to read.
"My dearest Doctor," he began. "Tonight, you will be visited by-"
"Taking a page from Dickens, eh? Word of advice: never, ever, ever go near him with a rubber duck-"
"A rubber duck? Dickens?" the younger Doctor shook his head in disbelief. "My, my, my, I am a bit concerned for how the future is going to turn out."
"Oi!"
"Will you please stop interrupting, my boy? This says you are to be visited by everyone."
"Everyone?" the Eleventh Doctor asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Of importance, my dear child. Everyone from our lives, to set you straight." the First Doctor said. The older Doctor's eyes narrowed.
"I have destroyed every single life that has ever stepped foot in the TARDIS!" he exclaimed, anger lacing his tone, before softening. "And wouldn't that mess up the-the big wibbly wobbly timey wimey space continuum thing?"
"That," the young Doctor said, laying a spindly finger on the other's nose, "is exactly why they're coming. That and perhaps to lend you a thesaurus." He let out a small chuckle. "Hm! Well, I'd best be getting back to my own, proper time."
"But-" the elder Doctor began.
"One day, I shall come back. Goodbye, my dear Doctor." the elder-yet-younger said, and he was gone as soon as he came.
However, a lever soon shifted on its own, and a hazy projection seemed to come though.
It soon came into focus, and the Doctor gave a gasp and a small, bitter smile.