New fic!
I just realised that I've now got three WIPs. *headdesk* However, this has been eating my brain for days now, so I wanted to share. Many thank yous to kathyh, she knows why.
For tempestas_inu, humansrsuperior and zanthinegirl! I hope you enjoy. :)
Title: And Then The TARDIS Fell Into Pete’s World.
Rating: PG
Characters: TenToo, Rose, Eleven, Amy, Rory, River. (Possibly more as the story progresses.)
Genre: AU crackfic.
Warnings: None that I can think of.
Summary: The TARDIS falls into Pete’s World. Stuff happens. (I don’t know yet. It’s a thing in progress. Respect the thing.)
Wordcount: Just under 1000 words.
A/N: I love everyone and everything, just so you know. :)
Chapter 1
“Rose!”
He came running up to her - all frantic hair, joyous eyes and wide, wide grin - and she put her work aside, wondering how long this would take, and whether she would need someone else to take over.
“Go on,” she prompted, and he shoved his New And Improved Timey Wimey Detector in her face, pointing to a row of blinking lights and some indecipherable symbols that were rapidly jumping around on the small screen.
“Look!”
She dutifully looked, and tried her best to appear impressed.
“But what is it?” she finally asked, and he waved the heavy machine around, nearly speechless in his agitation.
“It’s - well it’s impossible, for a start, but it’s not like we haven’t faced the impossible before, is it?”
She noticed with concern that his excitement was tinged with a hefty dose of nervousness, but didn’t get a chance to address this as he grabbed her hand and yanked her away from her work station.
“Come on! To the teleport, stat!”
“Doctor-” she protested as he dragged her down into the bowels of Torchwood Tower where he kept all his projects, including the teleport bay they’d salvaged from a Sontaran ship.
“Just hold this while I program it...” he said, throwing the New And Improved Timey Wimey Detector at her as he carefully started pressing buttons on the side of the teleport.
“Doctor! Didn’t you say that it’d be madness to use it for travel when Dad wanted to try, because it only works, like, one way and you’d have to travel back the long way round and the circuits keep cutting out...”
With a deep sigh she realised that he wasn’t listening at all, but then he jumped in, devil may care grin across his face, and she felt all her complaints melt away.
“Oh Rose. Just wait and see,” he whispered, leaning in to kiss her as the machine released its energy, and she felt sure that even if he’d got everything wrong and they’d be floating around in space as atoms for ever more, it wouldn’t be a bad way to go. At least they’d be together.
They re-materialised in perfect nick, however, and for just a few seconds continued the kiss - until Rose opened her eyes and realised where they were.
“Oh you have got to be kidding me!” she said, pulling away from him and looking around Bad Wolf Bay with sinking heart.
The Doctor merely took the New And Improved Timey Wimey Detector from her arms and grabbed hold of her hand again, as there was a sudden gust of wind and the so-familiar-it-hurt cranking sound of ancient engines.
For a second she just looked at him, her very own Doctor, the spitting image of the alien who’d left her on this beach (twice!) - right down to the brown pinstripe suit and the battered Converse. The two years that had passed since they last stood here held infinite amounts of history - so much joy and anguish, so many hurdles precariously crossed (who am I and what am I and what do I do now and I can die just like that and how am I supposed to stay in one place and live life in the right order and Rose help me and ooooh, can we have a puppy?) - and she wasn’t sure how to feel now. She had forced herself to focus on her Doctor, on the man she had a future with, trying not to worry about the other - the ‘real’ - Doctor, so sad and lonely and leaving her, just when she’d found him again...
Then she turned and saw the well known outline of the TARDIS slowly become solid, as she tried to ignore the almost painful grasp of her Doctor’s hand. (Putting on a brave front for her sake, she knew. Idiot.)
Carefully they walked across the sand, but the misgivings Rose had felt only intensified. The TARDIS looked... wrong. Its sides were a brighter, cleaner blue than she had ever seen them, and it had an odd round symbol on the door. St John’s Ambulance?
"Doctor? What is that circle-y thing?"
"It used to have one of those," he replied softly. "A long time ago. A long, long, long time ago...”
Reaching out, he didn’t quite lay his hand on the side of the ship, frowning in consternation.
“This could be very, very bad - if I accidentally cross my own timeline... I mean this me shouldn’t meet one of the other me’s from the past. Or you! Can’t meet you early, that would jeopardise everything!”
He pulled a face and nearly hit himself over the head as he attempted to pull the hand that still held the New And Improved Timey Wimey Detector through his hair, and Rose felt like banging her head against a wall. One Way Teleports were A Very Bad Idea, but when had he ever listened?
She didn’t get further in her musings as the door opened, revealing an attractive woman in an elegant and expensive-looking figure hugging dress and killer heels, her golden hair tumbling to her shoulders in soft, perfect curls.
Ignoring Rose completely she draped herself in the doorway, then smiled a wide, seductive smile aimed straight at the Doctor, and said, voice a low, alluring purr:
“Hello Sweetie!”
Chapter 2.
For tempestas_inu, humansrsuperior and zanthinegirl! I hope you enjoy. :)
Title: And Then The TARDIS Fell Into Pete’s World.
Rating: PG
Characters: TenToo, Rose, Eleven, Amy, Rory, River. (Possibly more as the story progresses.)
Genre: AU crackfic.
Warnings: None that I can think of.
Summary: The TARDIS falls into Pete’s World. Stuff happens. (I don’t know yet. It’s a thing in progress. Respect the thing.)
Wordcount: Just under 1000 words.
A/N: I love everyone and everything, just so you know. :)
Chapter 1
“Rose!”
He came running up to her - all frantic hair, joyous eyes and wide, wide grin - and she put her work aside, wondering how long this would take, and whether she would need someone else to take over.
“Go on,” she prompted, and he shoved his New And Improved Timey Wimey Detector in her face, pointing to a row of blinking lights and some indecipherable symbols that were rapidly jumping around on the small screen.
“Look!”
She dutifully looked, and tried her best to appear impressed.
“But what is it?” she finally asked, and he waved the heavy machine around, nearly speechless in his agitation.
“It’s - well it’s impossible, for a start, but it’s not like we haven’t faced the impossible before, is it?”
She noticed with concern that his excitement was tinged with a hefty dose of nervousness, but didn’t get a chance to address this as he grabbed her hand and yanked her away from her work station.
“Come on! To the teleport, stat!”
“Doctor-” she protested as he dragged her down into the bowels of Torchwood Tower where he kept all his projects, including the teleport bay they’d salvaged from a Sontaran ship.
“Just hold this while I program it...” he said, throwing the New And Improved Timey Wimey Detector at her as he carefully started pressing buttons on the side of the teleport.
“Doctor! Didn’t you say that it’d be madness to use it for travel when Dad wanted to try, because it only works, like, one way and you’d have to travel back the long way round and the circuits keep cutting out...”
With a deep sigh she realised that he wasn’t listening at all, but then he jumped in, devil may care grin across his face, and she felt all her complaints melt away.
“Oh Rose. Just wait and see,” he whispered, leaning in to kiss her as the machine released its energy, and she felt sure that even if he’d got everything wrong and they’d be floating around in space as atoms for ever more, it wouldn’t be a bad way to go. At least they’d be together.
They re-materialised in perfect nick, however, and for just a few seconds continued the kiss - until Rose opened her eyes and realised where they were.
“Oh you have got to be kidding me!” she said, pulling away from him and looking around Bad Wolf Bay with sinking heart.
The Doctor merely took the New And Improved Timey Wimey Detector from her arms and grabbed hold of her hand again, as there was a sudden gust of wind and the so-familiar-it-hurt cranking sound of ancient engines.
For a second she just looked at him, her very own Doctor, the spitting image of the alien who’d left her on this beach (twice!) - right down to the brown pinstripe suit and the battered Converse. The two years that had passed since they last stood here held infinite amounts of history - so much joy and anguish, so many hurdles precariously crossed (who am I and what am I and what do I do now and I can die just like that and how am I supposed to stay in one place and live life in the right order and Rose help me and ooooh, can we have a puppy?) - and she wasn’t sure how to feel now. She had forced herself to focus on her Doctor, on the man she had a future with, trying not to worry about the other - the ‘real’ - Doctor, so sad and lonely and leaving her, just when she’d found him again...
Then she turned and saw the well known outline of the TARDIS slowly become solid, as she tried to ignore the almost painful grasp of her Doctor’s hand. (Putting on a brave front for her sake, she knew. Idiot.)
Carefully they walked across the sand, but the misgivings Rose had felt only intensified. The TARDIS looked... wrong. Its sides were a brighter, cleaner blue than she had ever seen them, and it had an odd round symbol on the door. St John’s Ambulance?
"Doctor? What is that circle-y thing?"
"It used to have one of those," he replied softly. "A long time ago. A long, long, long time ago...”
Reaching out, he didn’t quite lay his hand on the side of the ship, frowning in consternation.
“This could be very, very bad - if I accidentally cross my own timeline... I mean this me shouldn’t meet one of the other me’s from the past. Or you! Can’t meet you early, that would jeopardise everything!”
He pulled a face and nearly hit himself over the head as he attempted to pull the hand that still held the New And Improved Timey Wimey Detector through his hair, and Rose felt like banging her head against a wall. One Way Teleports were A Very Bad Idea, but when had he ever listened?
She didn’t get further in her musings as the door opened, revealing an attractive woman in an elegant and expensive-looking figure hugging dress and killer heels, her golden hair tumbling to her shoulders in soft, perfect curls.
Ignoring Rose completely she draped herself in the doorway, then smiled a wide, seductive smile aimed straight at the Doctor, and said, voice a low, alluring purr:
“Hello Sweetie!”
Chapter 2.