9th Doctor and Rose Western
“Brilliant!” Rose beamed as she turned to the Doctor. “We’re in the Old West!”
He slumped and grumped, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “Yes, and I’ve been here before. The whole experience gave me a toothache.”
“But, the Old West! Cowboys! Gunfights! We can’t just leave! Come on,” she wheedled, sidling up to him grinning at him, her tongue peeking out as she peered up into his downturned face. She bumped him with her shoulder, “we’ve gotta look around. Please?”
He looked in her big brown eyes, and sighed. He was going to give in again. He knew it. She knew it. And he knew it was a horrible idea. Look what happened the last time he was in Tombstone. For all he knew he was still here somewhere, although it had been a long time ago. And he could swear this was the same courtyard. But had he already been here? Or was he yet to come?
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He slumped and grumped, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “Yes, and I’ve been here before. The whole experience gave me a toothache.”
“But, the Old West! Cowboys! Gunfights! We can’t just leave! Come on,” she wheedled, sidling up to him grinning at him, her tongue peeking out as she peered up into his downturned face. She bumped him with her shoulder, “we’ve gotta look around. Please?”
He looked in her big brown eyes, and sighed. He was going to give in again. He knew it. She knew it. And he knew it was a horrible idea. Look what happened the last time he was in Tombstone. For all he knew he was still here somewhere, although it had been a long time ago. And he could swear this was the same courtyard. But had he already been here? Or was he yet to come?
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