Comfort

Summary: What Daniel Pink said to the Doctor always pissed me off. And the fact that Clara never defended him! I think the Doctor was hurt than he let on.

Today's Doctor: Twelve

AN: For the sake of copyright, I probably won't use direct quotes and also because this is an AU anyways so… As always, any ideas you'd like to share, by all means however I've already chosen their daemons.

(*7 3# - Gallifreyan (The TARDIS doesn't translate)

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"He doesn't understand, (*7 3#," Missius said gently, ruffling her feathers.

The Doctor was silent, cautiously stroking the tiny hummingbird's breast. He pulled away, the hand holding her loosening.

"Is is too tight?" the Doctor asked, "Am I hurting you?"

"You could never hurt me (*7 3#," Missius replied firmly. "Hold me tighter, and closer. I want to hear our hearts beat."

The Doctor kept still for a moment, before he complied, gently encasing Missius in both hands and bringing her closer to his chest.

"What kind of a man am I, Missius?" the Doctor asked. "Why don't you change when I do? Why am I the new person and you're the same?"

"This is our thirteenth form, (*7 3#," Missius replied, "And while it appeared that I'm the same, I changed too. Nine hundred years is a long time after all."

The Doctor allowed a small smile, running his finger down her beak, then over the bright, red feathers on her throat. Missius allowed the gentle petting for a few moments.

"You know he's just jealous," Missius said, "Right?"

"Jealous?" the Doctor snorted, "of what?"

"He likes Clara," Missius smirked at him, "Who do you think she talks about when she finally returns home?"

The Doctor perked up. "Me?" he asked in shock.

"Well, who entertains her best?" Missius asked.

The Doctor stood up. "I do!" he said. "Compared to me, PE teacher is like watching grass grow!"

Missius chuckled and flew to sit on the console. "He is rather tedious," she agreed. "Now, why don't you go clean up; Clara should be back soon."

"Good idea," the Doctor replied, and dashed for the hall.

Missius was somber as she listened to the Doctor's footsteps fade. "Miss Oswald."

Behind the door, Clara and Mexus flinched, then flushed with embarrassment and guilt. They didn't try to enter, they had a feeling they weren't welcome at the moment.

Missius continued. "You know better. You were there," she monotoned. "If I head you letting a baby insult my (*7 3# again. There will be consequences."

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And there it is. My revenge and self-comfort to the 12th. I think you really are a fan when you can look at Twelve and see what's really there. Twelve is an epic dude, and may be mean on his outside, but on the inside, he's an amazing person. Twelve isn't sexy like Ten, or Silly-Cute like Eleven, and I think only the true fans can love Twelve despite that.

For your Knowledge:

Twelve: Wine-throated Hummingbird

Clara: Magellanic Penguin, Mexus

Till next time,

Ja ne~!