DW fic - Who're You?
Title: Who're You?
Author: grlgoddess
Characters: Doctor, Donna, Lil!Donna
Rating: PG
Word Count: 366
Summary: Donna and the Doctor meet up with the younger Donna in the kitchen.
Disclaimer: Don't own
AN/Warnings: Written for weekly drabble challenge #24 at doctor_donna. Prompt was 'sleep'
She's Back lil!Donna masterlist A Round Machine Thing
The Doctor raced to the TARDIS, Donna trailing behind.
"Doctor! What was that alarm for?" she asked as he fumbled for his key.
"You said no talking until we were in the TARDIS," he said as he darted inside, partially to hide from Donna.
Loud bangs and crashes led him directly (after a few wrong turns) to the kitchen. The place was a mess. The bottommost cupboards were completely emptied onto the floor, and the ones above were well on their way to joining them. The younger Donna was standing on the counter.
"Donna! Get down from there!"
"Oi! Get down from where?" the older Donna asked, entering the room.
"Who're you?" the younger Donna said, before the Doctor could begin try to explain.
"I'm Donna, who're you?"
"I'm Donna too."
"Doctor! You took one of the fake ones!"
"Oi! I'm real!"
"Well I didn't know she was a clone! Besides, for all we know, you could be a clone too."
"I'm no clone spaceman!"
"Yeah! Me neither!"
"Well then, you get down from there, and we'll go run some tests. I should be able to get some results now that I have a better idea what's going on. What are you doing up there anyhow?"
"I was sleeping, then I woke up, and I was hungry, then I came looking for food, and I was looking and I couldn't find any, and then I came here and I was looking and I couldn't find anything good and I was looking then you came in. Where were you then?"
"I was trying to figure out what's going on. Now, I'm going to set up some things in the lab. Older Donna will get you some food and then you two can meet me there, ok?"
"Who're you callin old?"
"What? I wasn't! I just..." the Doctor tried to protest, faltering under Donna's steady glare. "I'll be going now." He left the room quickly.
Donna chuckled, the younger version looked at her in awe.
"How'd you get him to do that?" she asked.
Donna grinned. "I think I can teach you a lot about tormenting a certain Time Lord. Let's start with his stash of banana muffins..."