Oh god. My Hamilton phase.
Also, this is from when I first started to mildly cuss on occasion.
Team TARDIS had made their way to New York where they found the Eleventh Doctor watching Hamilton on Broadway. Tori had only revealed her name to him, not the full story. They dropped off all the companions except for the Ponds and Clara back where they belonged. River and Tori had waited a day. It was time for confession.
Tori walked into the console room. The Doctor was reading a lengthy book, it's pages rough and rigid.
"Tori, would you rather go to the past or the future?" the Doctor said, while examining the page
"Sir, I'm not here abow that," Tori said honestly, "it's abow who I am. Doctor, I'm River's daugher."
"Really? Fascinating. Who's your dad?"
"Sir that's what I'm here about. You have a daugher."
"Yes I know. Her names Jenny."
"No, no.. Doctor. I'm your daugher," Tori said. The Doctor put down his book immediately.
"Yowzah! Didn't see that one coming. So are you Victoria Song or something?",
"Well I thought I was Victoria but apparently I'm Torrey as in the tree."
"This makes more sense. I couldn't see the resemblance a minute ago."
"So Doctor. Ya have a name?"
"Yes, I'll tell you it in time. But I probably need proof you are my daughter first. What has River done… oh my psychopath…"
"Sir, can we go to the future?"
"To the future it is!" he cheerfully exclaimed, "anything special?"
"Let's ask mum. Surely she'll have something to say," Tori suggested. And so Tori found her way out of the console room. The hallways were still hard to navigate even after days on the TARDIS. Tori quickly found Rory, Amy, and River Song all drinking wine while sitting in the hot tub of the TARDIS. River had on a bikini that probably wasn't appropriate for the eyes of children under fifteen, Amy had on a simple yet cute bikini, and Rory was shirtless with swim shorts on. Amy was obviously drunk, as well as River, but Rory seemed to be pretty normal.
Tori's eyes wandered to a refrigerator which she opened with one firm tug. There wasn't much. She grabbed a Sprite and closed the door and walked to the edge of the pool.
"Doctor asked me to ask you guys if any place in the future sounds interesting," Tori said to the three people. But all ignored her except for Rory.
"Maybe New York? See some future plays?" Rory suggested. Eh. Tori wasn't into theatre.
"How about an underwater kingdom?" she said. Rory nodded.
"That's good. Go on, tell the Doctor. I got a wife and daughter to handle," Rory said. Tori giggled. Poor Rory had to deal with two drunken girls. What could go wrong?
Tori walked to the bathroom and examined herself in the mirror. Her fairly messy caramel colored hair was falling out of her supposedly tight side braid. She took a hand and began to undo the braid. Her long hair settled onto her shoulders. A relief flooded over her, but her hair was crazy. After being in a braid for one day it didn't quite agree. The hair had waves in it, going way past her shoulders. Tori smiled at herself in the mirror. Her parents hadn't been lying. She really was beautiful.
But all of a sudden, her happiness disappeared. She felt a shiver up her spine and closed her eyes. A feeling of dread washed away all joy.
"Cooommmeeee, Tooorrrrrrri Ssooooonnngg," Tori heard an electronic, rough voice. A robot that appeared to be a dome-like figure burst out from one of the stalls. Tori turned her body around, her heart beating as fast as a hummingbird.
"Who the hell are you?" Tori asked, almost under her breath. She wasn't armed. She had nothing to defeat whatever this creature was.
"I am a daaaalllllek," the creature's hateful tone scared Tori, "and in the next sttaaalll is a weeping angeeelll." Tori had heard of those, and they weren't nice. All of a sudden, a beam shot from the dalek headed straight for Tori. And that's when everything went black.