Five More Minutes
Disclaimer: If I owned a sonic screwdriver, it'd make the sound AND light up. Not just light up. Unfortunately, I don't – I don't even have a light-up-noise-making pen that looks like it. Ergo, I couldn't possibly be the alien using the alias "Russel T. Davies."
A/N: As usual, the minor details about 'real life' are true to my life.
Chapter 27: Scaredy-Cat Technology (100 words)
The girl's ancient computer beeped.
"I just plugged you in!" she informed it. The Doctor gave her a look she frequently received: the 'you're bloody insane' look.
"Is talking to it really going to help all that much?"
"Maybe," she replied. "It's a lot nicer than kicking it, you have to admit."
"You'd kick it?"
"No," she said rather quickly. "Maybe. Well, not this one. But I have repeatedly kicked my desktop computer at home."
"Maybe that's why technology does what you tell it to."
"Kicking technology is a good idea?!"
"No," he replied quickly. "It's just afraid of you."
