before you ask why this episode is named "Of Coldplay" let me explain. I was suffering a massive amount of writers block, and decided that maybe I should just go with my idea of basing an episode off of Coldplay's Clocks. but while trying to find that song I stumbled across "Speed of Sound" and a few others that inspired me for this episode. each chapter will be named after the Coldplay song that inspired it, even though Speed of Sound was the song that inspired the episode in the first place.

enough rambling, just read the dang story

note: I do not own or ever hope to own any of Coldplay's songs, and the same goes for Doctor Who and the Legend of Zelda

When Alice walked into the console room of the TARDIS the next morning, the sound of music graced her ears. Growing up in Hyrule, the only music she had ever heard was from the wandering minstrels or that constant tune that just kept playing in Castle Town.

"You're in control is there anywhere you wanna go?" the Doctor sang to the music, oblivious that she had just walked in. "You're in control is there anything you wanna know? the Future's for discovering, the space in which we're traveling." At that last line, he looked up at noticed her and grinned.

"Alice!" he said happily. "You ever heard this song?"

She shook her head.

"Didn't think so," he laughed.

"What got you in such a good mood?" she asked

"I found a box of all my old Coldplay music. And I found the perfect place for us to go, nice little island. They call it Crystal Reef. It's home of the best smoothie hut in the universe."

"You're taking me to get a smoothie?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

Alice grinned as the TARDIS landed. "What are we waiting for then? Let's go!" She ran out and then paused, and the smile fell off her face. "We're going to have to pass on the smoothies" she called back into the TARDIS.

"What for?" the Doctor asked, stepping out. He then realized what her issue was. Standing right in front of them was a bewildered treasure hunter. A man of his mid-forties, this adventurer had a bushy mustache and was nearly bald.

"Well hello there" he said in a deep voice. He pulled out his shovel, plowed it into the ground, and then leaned against its shaft. "You don't happen to know where the treasure is, do you?"

They shook their heads.

"Pity, I lost my map." The treasure hunter's attention was pulled somewhere else. "WHY HELLO SAILOR!" he bellowed, before running to the docks.

The Doctor turned to Alice. "Smoothie?" he asked with a feeble smile. She nodded, and they headed off to the Smoothie hut.

Their smoothie drinking was interrupted when a young boy ran through into the smoothie hut and hid behind one of the tables. Following him in pursuit were a few larger and stronger looking islanders.

"You can't hide forever!" one of them called. Apparently they weren't able to see the boy behind the table.

They waited for a while, and the boy didn't come out.

"Whatever," the leader said. He crumpled up a few papers and tossed them on the floor and then stomped on them. "That's what we think of your 'work' by the way. Come on boys!"

The group of older islanders left. The boy peeked out from behind the table, noticed his work on the ground and dove over to it. He did his best to uncrumple the papers, but didn't manage successfully.

"You alright?" Alice asked, going over to the boy. She could see that he was clearly hurt.

"I'm fine" he told her, but it sounded as if he was lying. "Go away." He turned around and noticed that Alice was still there. "Stop mocking me! No one ever cares about me or my work, why should you?"

A bit taken aback by his outburst, Alice said nothing.

"That must be a lonely life," the Doctor said, walking over.

The boy, who had been crying, wiped away his tears and turned to look at the Doctor. "How do you know?"

"I've been lonely too. And I've been hurt. You certainly seem like you're the same."

The boy turned away. "Like you care" he sniffed.

The Doctor took the papers from the boy, who didn't really give a fight, and examined them. After a second of thinking, he pulled out his sonic screwdriver and ran it over the papers and immediately they went to a less crumpled state. He handed them back to the boy.

The boy looked at them in disbelief, then turned to look at the Doctor again. "How did you do that? Never mind - who are you?"

"I'm the Doctor"

"I'm Alice"

"I'm Xavier." The boy stood up, still staring at his papers in disbelief.

"You mind if I ask what those are?" the Doctor said.

"A few poems" Xavier replied. "But no one appreciates my work, they complain because my poems don't tend to rhyme. But I'm terrible at rhyming. Besides, if I did rhyme, it would sound like I was trying too hard. Seems like I'm back in square one again…"

"Can I read a few?" Alice asked.

"Go ahead." Xavier handed her the poems. The Doctor took a few from her. Intrigued, they both read and found that the poems were brilliant.

"Where do you get your inspiration?" the Doctor asked.

Xavier grinned.