"No."

"Pleeeaaasseeee?" I smiled innocently.

The Doctor shook his finger at me. "I said, 'no'."

"But-"

He sighed, pulling on his protective goggles and going back to work on whatever he was doing under the TARDIS console. "I'm busy."

I sat down, my back against the end of the railing and stared down at him. "When you're done?" I asked hopefully. He didn't answer. Either he was ignoring me or too wrapped up in his work. "I don't think you can," I challenged, grinning at the dumbfound expression he looked at me with.

"Yes I can."

"So why not?"

"Uhhhh, wibbly wobbly-...?"

I gave him a look that meant 'I'm not falling for that.'

He waved his hand like he was brushing away a pesky fly. "Paradox stuff."

Apparently, The Doctor was satisfied with whatever he'd been working on. He closed the tool box and headed up the steps.

"Now can we go pick him up?" I asked.

He groaned. "If you ask me to pick up Tom Hiddleston one more time, I'll fly the TARDIS into a supernova."

I twirled the string of my hoodie around my finger. "Has anyone ever told you that you're stubborn?"

Putting away his tools, the Time Lord laughed. "I guess it takes one to know one."


A/N: Who would you like to travel in the TARDIS with?

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