Chapter 4
Before my eyes is a place I've always dreamed of seeing. It's like the Doctor read my mind or something. I sigh in astonishment as I look up at the Eiffel Tower. Footsteps behind me let me know that the Doctor has exited the TARDIS. "Beautiful, isn't it?" he says. I nod in agreement, unable to find words for the way I'm feeling. "When are we?" I ask, watching as two women walk by in long skirts and jackets that matched the prints of their skirts. They nod at the Doctor and I but I hear bits of their gossiping as they turn their heads away. Something about my "trousers" I shove the meaningless chatter to the side for a while.
"Oh, yes, time period. That's important, isn't it?" The Doctor says, causing me to giggle. "Paris, France. It's the year 1889. We're in the Champ de Mars, the 'headquarters' of the World's Fair." As soon as I recover from the initial shock of, well, everything, I throw my arms around the Doctor. "Thank you so much, Doctor!" I squeal. I step back and look at the picturesque view before me. My excitement is dampened a bit when I see another woman looking at me with a disapproving expression painted across her face.
"Doctor, why is everyone looking at me funny?" I ask.
"Well, probably because you're a woman in 19th century France who's wearing trousers. It's a bit unusual to see that here. Especially at an event like this. If you want, there's probably something in the TARDIS you can wear."
"Alright. Feel free to wander about while you wait. I'll be back here in 15 minutes. Toodles!" I call over my shoulder as I scurry back inside. As soon as the door shuts, I realize I've made a mistake in not asking the Doctor where the wardrobe is. "Okay, Sexy, show me where to go." I say. A metallic noise greets me and I smile when I see that a map has appeared on the monitor. "Thanks, Sexy." I whisper. I snap a picture of the map with my phone so I can save it for further use.
In no time, I'm in a room filled with clothing from every time period imaginable. After a little digging, I finally settle on a lovely blue skirt with a white blouse and a matching jacket. I finish off the look by pinning up my hair and putting on a matching blue hat with a large black feather on it.
I scamper back out of the TARDIS just in time to see the Doctor returning with some oysters as well as cheese. "You're not eating those together are you?" I ask, wrinkling my nose in disgust at the bizarre combo. However, it's not the first odd meal he's made. I think back to when he ate fish fingers and custard in "The Eleventh Hour" and a little smile crosses my lips. I shake my head a bit to help me refocus. "So, what first?" I ask.
"Well," the Doctor says, "I was thinking we could check out either the Imperial Diamond or Thomas Edison's first motion picture. What do you think?"
"Well, the diamond will still be there when we get back. I vote for Edison's motion picture." I say.
"Well then, Miss Victoria Williams," the Doctor says, extending an arm which I accept gladly, "let's go to the movies!"
Okay! Sorry this took so long, I couldn't come up with an idea. I really put a lot of research into this. Seriously, I spent at least an hour researching French fashion in the 19th century. Anyways, I should have the second part of this up sometime soon (maybe this week maybe next week). I'm still open to suggestions for anything related to the story. If you have a suggestion as to who the enemy for this adventure should be: SEND A REVIEW. I love hearing feedback so tell me what you think of the story so far.
~ProfessorWhat823