Drabble
I've never written a drabble. Figured it was worth a shot, eh? Just a tiny little something until tomorrow, when the new chapter for Infinite Haystacks will be up.
It's the newest prompt from over at dw100: destruction.
That could be used for something deep, and angsty. So I wonder why my first thought was to make it funny? Non-specific Doctor. I like to think it's a recurring theme across all his regenerations. :D
Time Was Relative
Every single time, it was always the same. It started out as something simple, a peace offering, a surprise, or a bet pay-up. It would start with utter bafflement, followed by glee. Everything would seem to be going well.
“Maybe,” he would think, rubbing his hands together in delight, “maybe this time everything will work out and she won’t be able to say anything but ‘This is wonderful, Doctor!’”
But it never worked out. It didn’t matter what time it began, time was relative: Breakfast, lunch, dinner, or tea. The kitchen would begin pristine, and end up a destruction zone.
It's the newest prompt from over at dw100: destruction.
That could be used for something deep, and angsty. So I wonder why my first thought was to make it funny? Non-specific Doctor. I like to think it's a recurring theme across all his regenerations. :D
Time Was Relative
Every single time, it was always the same. It started out as something simple, a peace offering, a surprise, or a bet pay-up. It would start with utter bafflement, followed by glee. Everything would seem to be going well.
“Maybe,” he would think, rubbing his hands together in delight, “maybe this time everything will work out and she won’t be able to say anything but ‘This is wonderful, Doctor!’”
But it never worked out. It didn’t matter what time it began, time was relative: Breakfast, lunch, dinner, or tea. The kitchen would begin pristine, and end up a destruction zone.