Christmas Turkey- day twelve
Sarah Jane was singing along Christmas songs and getting ready to go to her aunt for Christmas. Of course the Doctor had never even once had took her back to her aunt since she started traveling with him, but she still hoped that he would do that for Christmas. So she dressed up and started singing and packing gifts in her room. That was until she heard a commotion in what seemed around the second control room. It sounded terrible; things were falling down with clanks, someone was running around and the Doctor was cursing. Sarah Jane was afraid that something awful had entered the TARDIS and was trying to harm the Doctor.
Determined that she would help him however scared she was Sara Jane took a frying pan form the kitchen and made her way towards the second control room. She silently made her way stopping at the door to look inside the room and assent the situation. The Doctor was chasing something she couldn't see but judging by the noise it was making it must be some awful alien sprit. She saw it happening before it did. Sarah Jane left all caution and tried to shout a warning to the Doctor, but before the words had left her lips the Doctor stepped on one of the ends of his long scarf and tripped falling face down with a loud 'oof'.
She then made her decision and charged at the awful spirit with a loud battle cry. Rounding the console she saw the reason for all commotion and the frying pan fell from her hands. Running and quacking around was what should be a turkey if it didn't have all the red, green and white garlands around its body and beak.
"That's a turkey!" Sarah Jane exclaimed. "Doctor what is a turkey doing in the TARDIS?"
The Doctor lifted himself from the ground with as much dignity as he had left.
"Well you said is Christmas and I thought to give you a Christmas turkey." The Doctor answered her matter of fact.
"But Doctor that is not what you are supposed to do with the Christmas turkey. You are not suppose too use it as a Christmas tree." Sarah Jane chided the Doctor. "You are supposed to cook the Christmas turkey."
"Well we are not eating that poor bird." The Doctor said with a finality.