Hello! So firstly, I screwed up and made the plot too complicated in the past two chapters so I had to delete them but now I am going by the transcript of the actual show which can be found at . . Also, I have gotten a tumblr, which is An American Optimist.
The Snowmen
The Doctor was more than ecstatic to be dating Emma. All he wanted to do was take her to the perfect place. Victorian London, he decided. For once, the TARDIS decided to actually take him where he wanted to go.
The pub the Rose and Crown was doing a good business. One of the barmaids, Clara, collected empty tankards on a tray. She brought them outside in the snowy weather, but then she heard a noise and set them down on a barrel. She looked and saw a snowman standing there just as a man and woman walked past, hand in hand.
"Did you make this snowman?", she inquired.
"No.", the man said, only wanting to focus on the woman instead of this other girl. They continued walking.
Clara looked curiously at it.
"Well who did, cause it wasn't there a second ago, it just appeared, from nowhere."
The man and woman turned around. The man was the Doctor in Victorian garb and the woman was Emma in a stunning Victorian dress in emerald green that looked absolutely stunning on her. They walked back to Clara and the Doctor slipped on the glasses that Amy had left. He pinched some snow off of it. Emma could have sworn she had seen that girl before, but just couldn't figure out where. It was probably just a coincidence.
"Maybe its snow that fell before. Maybe it remembers how to make snowmen.", the Doctor said.
"What, snow that can remember? That's silly."
"What's wrong with silly?", Emma asked. Her whole life was silly.
"Nothing. Still talking to you, ain't I?", she asked. Emma like that girl. She didn't have any friends in this universe and was in need of at least one good one.
The Doctor just smiled and took off his glasses.
"What's your name?", Emma asked.
"Clara."
"Nice name, Clara. You should definitely keep it.". He then grabbed Emma's hand again and started to walk away. He was ready to get back to talking and holding hands with Emma.
He looked back over his shoulder and shouted, "Goodbye!"
Emma just looked back and gave an apologetic look that said, 'what can you do'.
Clara was going to leave them, but she kind of liked that girl.
She chased after them.
"Oi!", she shouted with her hands on her hips, "Where are you going? I thought we were just getting acquainted."
"Yeah, well we are kind of busy so leave us alone.", the Doctor said.
"Hey, let's not be rude. I'm Emma Brigley.", she said, reaching out her hand to shake Clara's but the Doctor pulled it away and walked off with her. He was quite possessive.
Clara got ready to head back to the pub when she heard the carriage driver. She looked in the general direction they had walked off, threw down her shawl, and ran after them. She spotted the carriage and ran after it.
Inside the carriage, the Doctor and Emma sat next to each other with an old fashioned speaker hanging from the ceiling.
"How nice to see you might have TWO companions now. Was she nice?", Vastra inquired over it.
"NO, Briggs is not a companion, she is my... girlfriend. And Clara is not a companion. We just talked to her."
"And made your usual impact, no doubt."
"No, no impact at all.", the Doctor shot back, a bit annoyed.
"You can't help yourself. Its the same story every time, and it always begins with the same two words."
"She'll never be able to find me again. She doesn't even have the name, Doctor- what two words?"
Just then, Clara's head popped through the ceiling flap.
"Doctor? Doctor who?", she asked.
The Doctor had a shocked expression while Emma could only smile and kiss his cheek.
A carriage stopped in front of the Latimer house and Captain Latimer stepped down as the maid Alice greeted him.
"Good evening, sir.", she said.
He looked over at he pond.
"Pond's frozen over. Hasn't frozen since the night..."
Simeon stepped out of the house to stand beside him.
"Since the night your children's governess died, a year ago.", he bluntly stated.
Latimer looked over to Alice for an explanation.
"Dr. Simeon, sir- he insisted on waiting", she said.
Simeon looked straight at the pond and said, "She drowned in this very pond, which then froze. You didn't find her unit a month later, when the ice finally melted."
"I recall the incident. It is the sort of thing one remembers.", Latimer said quickly. It was still a bit of a touchy subject that he did not discuss often.
"The ice remembers too.", Simeon stated.
"Who are you? What do you want here?", Latimer asked. The man had touched a few nerves and he was beginning to want him off of his property.
Simeon simply held up a business card.
"The pond is yours, Captain Latimer, but want is growing inside it, when it is ready, is ours. Good evening.", Simeon said and left.
The ice on the pond slowly creamed as it thickened.
Simeon was walking but was locked by a woman wearing tight black leather. It was Jenny.
"Well, Dr. Simeon, you are out very late tonight."
A second figure walked up from behind wearing a black gown and a black veil hiding her reptilian face. It was Vastra.
"Almost makes you wonder what you've been up to. But then, I have often wondered about the activities of Dr. Simeon and his exceptionally secretive Institute.", Vastra said.
"Well, I am honored this evening. The veiled detective and her fatuous accomplice.", Simeon said.
Jenny curtseyed and mocked, "At your service.".
"You realize Dr. Doyle is almost certainly basing his fantastical tales on your own exploits? With a few choice alterations, of course. I doubt the readers of The Strand magazine would accept that the great detective is, in reality...", he lifted Vastra's veil," a woman. And her suspiciously close companion..."
"I resent your implication of impropriety! We are married.", Vastra said, slightly offended.
"More than can be said for you, eh, dear.", Jenny added.
"Now then- this snow is interesting, don't you think?", Vastra asked as she picked some up from a barrel, "The ice crystals seem to have a low level telepathic field. Almost as if it can detect and respond to the thoughts and memories of the people around it. Memory snow. Snow that learns.
"How fascinating.", Simeon said as Vastra let the snow fall through her fingers.
"I hope it's listening to the right people. It could be a terrible weapon in the wrong hands, don't you think?", she said.
"I think winter is coming. Such a winter as this world has never known. The last winter of humankind. Do you know why I'm telling you all this?", Simeon asked.
"I am intrigued.", Vastra said.
"Because there is not a single thing you can do to stop it.", he stated.
"Perhaps I can't but I know a man who can.", Vastra said, thinking of the Doctor.
"I look forward to meeting him.", Simeon stated and walked away.
Strax was staring at the headquarters through binoculars while the Doctor was sifting snow through his hand, as was Emma.
"They've taken samples from all over London. What do you suppose they are doing in there?", Strax asked.
" This snow is new. Possibly alien. When you find something brand new in the world, something you've never seen before, what's the next thing you look for?", the Doctor asked.
" A grenade?", Strax guessed.
"A profit!", Emma exclaimed.
"That's Victorian values for you.", the Doctor mumbled.
"I suggest a full frontal attack with automated laser monkeys, scalpel mines, and acid.", Strax said.
"Why?", Emma asked, a bit amused with the Sontaran.
"Could we at least investigate?", Strax asked.
"It's none of our business.", the Doctor said. Even though the Doctor had Emma, he still was sad about losing Amy and Rory. They had meant a lot to him. Emma gave him a little peck to mare him feel a little better.
"Sir, permission to express my opposition to your current apathy?", Strax asked.
"Permission granted.", the Doctor said.
"Sir, I oppose you current apathy.", Strax stated as though this had not already been made clear.
A muffled "Let me out of here!", could be heard.
"Thank you Strax, and if I'm ever in need of advice form a psychotic potato dwarf, you'll certainly be the first to know.", the Doctor said as Emma put a comforting hand on his back.
"But if the snow is new and alien, shouldn't we be making some attempt to destroy it? Be reasonable!", Strax exclaimed.
The carriage was rocking back and forth as Clara screamed, "Let me out!"
"It is not our problem. The universe doesn't care. It almost took Emma away from me! Now, instead of getting involved, I just want her safe.", the Doctor said.
"Oi! Doctor let me out! At least you Emma! You're good! Please!"
"Now, we have a problem of our own to worry about", the Doctor said, walking to the carriage.