Chapter 4: Just One Slap Away.
A/N: Yet another chapter in the thrilling story of the AU Doctor story. I hope that all of my many, many fans like the way this goes *a tumble weed flies across the ground as I look around for my many, many fans*...Aaaaanyway, I hope you enjoy!
The Doctor was energetically pressing buttons and pulling levers in the TARDIS, "….What's it like Doctor?" Rose asked innocently, sitting in one of the inner circle's chairs.
"What's what like?" The Doctor asked, looking over at her from his constant console work. Seeing Rose frown slightly, he stopped on the other half of the console.
"…Regenerating…It looked like it hurt..." Rose murmured bashfully, her hands fidgeting slightly in her lap.
The Doctor looked right at her, thinking hard on what he should tell her. He knew telling her the truth about how it felt that it would make her sad…Making her sad was one thing that the Doctor would never do. Making his way across the console, he rested back on it, "It's just like a dull pain, like growing pains but all over, Weeeeell, more like a mix of growing pains and pins and needles all over," he said, smiling right through that lie. He could see that Rose didn't buy it. She always could see right through him.
She didn't have to tell him just how much she cared for him then as she gently took his hand in hers, giving him a small smile, eye glowing that magical glow that only glowed for him. Those magical blue eyes, that…
…One dark red eye and that black highlighted fringe that always enticed him. Wait…That's not right. Blinking his eyes open, he noticed that the eye he was looking into wasn't Rose's. They weren't filled with empathy or concern, mostly just curiosity. It was just some gothic girl with one eye covered. "Who are chu?" the black haired girl with purple highlights asked, all sounding so distorted in the Doctor's wibbly wobbly mind.
"I-I'm the Doctor…" the curly haired teen replied, closing his eyes tightly to try and alleviate the pounding in his head, which only succeeded in getting him a light slap across the cheek. "Ow, what was that for?" He asked in a bewildered tone as he pushed himself a 'slapping distance' away from her.
"Who are chu Doctor?" the Goth girl asked, this time her voice filled with annoyance. Not being able to think properly with his pounding headache and not wanting to be attacked by her again, he did what he did so many times: he exaggerated the truth (Lied). "I'm John Smith," he moaned out, closing his eyes again in the hope that this would sate this vile woman's questions. No such luck.
"You saved Black Cuervo. Why?" She asked, eyes narrowing at his closed ones. Gently rubbing his temples, the curly haired alien finally opened his eyes, head still mixed up, "Who's Black Cuervo?"
This question only seemed to anger the girl more because she gave him a slightly harder slap. "Black Cuervo's the super macho villain that chu threw yourself at," She semi-boasted, before then adding, though she would have died, so why did chu help her pequeña chico?"
"Because I help people," The Doctor said as his head-pounding slowly transformed into only a small throb. 'I wonder if this what it felt like for the Master,' he thought with a small pitying groan erupting from his lips. "So can you stop slapping me?!" he asked in a slightly higher octave than a young female girl.
This only got him yet another small slap, "Fine…Now can chu get out of my house?" she asked, as she grabbed the oddly dressed boy by the arm and forced him to his feet. Which ended promptly as he only fell onto her, "Okay…This is a bit embarrassing…" he said with a small chuckle as he held onto her steadier form.
The raven haired girl only rolled her eyes, the faintest of blushes barely visible on her pale face. "If chu want a punch, chu should get off me," she threatened softly. It was rather miraculous how those words can cause wobbly feet to suddenly be controllable.
"You must make a lot of friends…?" He said, before remembering that he had never gotten her name, but he had gotten a sustained red print on his face because of her.
"It's Zoe…Zoe Avez," She said as she folded her arms in a way as to make her name look like it was the most important information the other would ever hear. Then again if she continued to slap him to point of regeneration it just might.
"Okay then, Zoe," He said with a grin as he surreptitiously moved out of arm's length of her. "I'd better go then…Bird-girl," he said, in reference to her last name as he quickly ran out of room.
This left a shocked look on Zoe's face. He knew…How could he know that she was Black Cuervo…She had to watch him…who knows what he could do with that information. "Chu will not evade the Black Cuervo médico!" she yelled loudly, thankful that all the rooms were sound-proofed.
'Where was John?' was the only thought running through the young villainess's head as she flew through the sky, looking for that bizarrely dressed teen. How could she not find him? He had only left a few hours ago, so were could he have gotten to?
It was then that a rather rare occurrence happened (surprisingly): A flier flew into her face. Luckily though she didn't crash into any of the buildings she was flying close to, so she had time to take it off of her face and scan it. She was about to throw it away (littering: Pure EVIL!), but the tagline caught her eye. "The Doctor vs Sartana of the Dead: a rock-off for Tigre's belt," it had in big flaming letters and had a picture of the two combatants, Sartana holding her magical guitar and John merely waving with a cheery smile.
"What deh..?!"
A/N Yes, there is another one down here! Can you believe that? The Doctor's going to have a Rock off with Satarna! This will be explained next chapter! Please Rate & Review so I can see that my adoring fans like this story so! *Looks around at the two, three fans who are there* So yeah…Thanks!
