SCIENCE!

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“Right, if you could just... point me in the right direction to the Chemistry room -- that would be great,” John called out behind a rather large pile of books that completely blocked his view. He was a genius when it came to certain things, but every day common sense sometimes evaded him... And he was realizing now more than ever how accurate that observation about him seemed to be correct.  

Not that he would ever admit that. 

He wobbled, trying to save the pile of books from falling and creating a massive mess in the hallway and let out an indignant squeak when he almost fell. “I’m fine - I’m fine!” He shouted, at no one in particular, his cheeks burning a bright red. It was probably a good thing the books were there to cover his face. “So -- the chemistry room... Am I heading in about’s the right direction?” He called out again.

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firstnamethe:

Spoil sports.

River will back me up. Just you wait. @exarchaeologist​

And fine, if I grow a beard, then you can too. We’ll be a family of bearded..beards.

Except for John. We don’t want that again.

I don’t know, I really liked that look of John’s. @justsaygeronimo​

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OI 

That was not a good look. 

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the hips of Oscar the emojibot can be found sitting oddly on John's desk. A note is stapled to them. '1,000 pounds or your brother will know of all your treachery and lies!!!'

John’s eyes go wide with panic when he spots the robot on his desk– or rather, a part of the robot. At least it was hip (that’s what the kids are calling things they think are cool, right?).

He scurried over to his desk, reading the note with furrowed brows. His lies and treachery? He didn’t have any secrets from his brother… Did he?

“Well, this is silly. It doesn’t even tell me where to pay the money, even if I had it.”

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Alright but have you been flirting again? Because my robot came to my office and described this heated flirting session involving you and ... well, it was a bit vague, but it was either with Adrian or a blackboard.

Are you implying that I’ve been flirting with Adrian!? I think your robot may have developed a fault. 

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missbosswald:

Oh, John. Dear, sweet, John. He looked a bit like a sad puppy dog when he was pouting like that. Not that she could blame her. Clara was quite sure she’d be more than a little miffed if her friends decided it’d be fun to have a go at her by mistaking her for an inferior model. Not that Adrian was inferior. He was just… well, he was Adrian. And John was John. And that was that. “John,” she started, and –

Hang on, was that a robot?

She whipped around her head to see and was not at all surprised when her eyes confirmed that yes, in fact, it was. 

Well, there you have it. 

Clearing her throat she brought her full attention back to John. “You’re right – he is Adrian, and you are John smith. Snappier dresser. Much cooler bowties,” she smiled, reach a hand up to tug at the corner of his gently, “and between you and me – his chin isn’t nearly as handsome as yours.”

Clara Oswald. Oh bless, her. His pout lessened when she said his name, but didn’t disappear completely as he turned to look at her. Of course, then her attention seemed to be momentarily distracted, and he followed her gaze to see what it was -- letting out a quiet ‘Ah’ when he spotted his brother’s robot.  

It really was starting to become it’s own thing within the halls of Coal HIll... 

Then his pout slowly morphed into a smile when she continued, clarifying the differences between him and Adrian, and even went as far to compliment his chin. John flushed and scratched his chin, his eyes glancing back to the Maths teacher before resting gaze on Clara. He straightened his shoulders and fixed the color of his jacket. “Thank you,” He exasperated. “Good to know someone around here has a set of eyes that work.” 

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firstnamethe:

The devilish grin that spread upon the Caretaker’s lips was wide and ominous—and only so that Adrian could see; by the time he’d turned around to face his actual son, the older man had controlled his face into one of neutrality and confusion.

Raising his brows, he looked between the two men; taking a careful note at how confused Adrian was and how annoyed John was.

“Oh! So you’re right.” He nodded once, giving Adrian a smile and patting him on the shoulder. “Didn’t know you were the taller one, John! Good on you.” He switched his gaze to John and gave him a bit of an apologetic look. “Better luck next time Adrian, maybe you’ll grow a bit in your sleep.”

John scoffed, and looked between Adrian and his father and flailed his  arms before settling his gaze on his dad and waggled his finger at him. “I’m taller! I know what you’re doing here. Actually, no I don’t. What are you doing?”  

He turned and narrowed his eyes at Adrian again, who, bless his heart, looked adamantly confused and like he’d rather be anywhere but standing there between the Doctor and himself. Either he was a very good actor, or he was genuinely regretting walking out of his classroom when he did. “Are you in on this? Is this a joke? Am I missing the punchline again? That does happen from time to time. I’m not Adrian!!”  

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pottsandchips:

“Shut up!” Bill laughed, shoving his arm with a bit more enthusiasm than was strictly necessary. But she could hardly help herself, could she? It was a bloody robot – right there, in front of her, in the halls of Coal Hill, and it – “Oh. My. God – did it just… emoji?!” Brilliant, yeah. More than that. Was there a word for more than brilliant? “How’s it do that? Can you build robots too? Is that like a… family trait or something?”

John laughed, and rubbed his arm. He loved Bill’s enthusiasm, and he was more than happy to share some of that enthusiasm with her. Still grinning from ear to ear, he leaned down and tapped the robot on the head. “Isn’t it cute? That was my idea. He didn’t just use my supplies. Used my designs too. Pretty cool, yeah?” He straightened and whirled around to face Bill again. “Can’t give away all our secrets but .. yeah... You could say it’s a family trait.” 

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firstnamethe:

The Doctor wasn’t rightly listening to his youngest son, just that he knew he was there and that he was ranting. -Something that was a bit of a shared trait between the whole family.

When he heard the name ‘Adrian’ he knew that this had something (read: everything) to do with him calling his son by any other name than that of his own.

Still, despite the guilt he was feeling, the older man decided to take his trolling into another level and as he started to sweep up the busy hallway, he pushed past his son. “Oh! Sorry Adrian, didn’t mean to hit you.” He gave him a quick smile before going back to his humming, moving a bit further down as he looked up at the actual Adrian and smiled at him. “Morning, John!”

John stopped mid rant, ready to go on a whole new tangent when the Doctor bumped into him, and he gaped almost comically so when his father called him Adrian and apologized for hitting him. He did catch the small smile flashed his way though, and it was enough to get him to shut his mouth and narrow his eyes at his father. 

He was so doing this on purpose! 

“What!? No - No - No!” He spluttered, flailing his hands out in front of him before storming down the hallway. He waggled his finger at Adrian as if this was his fault that their names kept getting messed up. Then he paused by him and pointed his finger between himself and Adrian as he looked after his father. “We’re not even the same height!” 

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pottsandchips:

—— “Wait, hang on,” Bill stared at the emoji-bot with wide eyes and a growing smile, “you’re saying someone here made that?” She let out a sound that was half laughter half amazement. Because…. because It was amazing. “That’s –” she shook her head, both hands gesturing towards the robot – “awesome!”

“Made what?” John asked, though before he even turned around, he was pretty sure that whatever she was talking about was something that his brother made. A wide grin stretched across his face when he spotted the emoji robot. “It is awesome, isn’t it? The work of my brother, that is. Brilliant. You know, he used some of my supplies for that.” 

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“Adrian teaches Maths... or something. I think. I’m not actually sure. I teach Design and Technology. And sometimes Chemistry. I’m not Adrian. I’m John. I’m way cooler than Adrian. We don’t even look alike!” John rambled, ducking out of the way of James’ new robot and patting it on the head fondly before turning back to continue his rant. 

“I don’t understand why this is so hard for people??” He flails his hands with exasperation. “Look at him -- he can’t even tie a proper bow tie.” He points down the hall as the man in question comes out of his classroom and puts something on his bulletin board. Of course, the other man’s bow tie was actually quite good, but John was feeling too petty to admit it at the moment. 

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“Hello, my name is Adrian and I think I teach Maths??????”

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chrosetyler:

Rose watched John carefully, smiling when he got himself wrapped up in the garland and even making a small laugh when he tried to get a young child to help. She didn’t realise she was staring, however, until John caught her.

Stepping out from the tray station, she gave a small shrug as she walked towards him. “Did the Doctor get you to help him?” she started, curious and wondering if it was more of John getting the Doctor to let him help. “And it depends, are you going to make me stand on a chair?” She grinned at him, placing her hand on her hip. “Thanks for decorating the tree though, it looks lovely so far.”

John laughed, overly loud, and tossed a long strand of garland at Rose. “The Doctor,” He laughed, wrinkling his nose and shaking his head, dutifully avoiding answering the question. He’d made quite a mess in the process of decorating the tree, and he was sure the Doctor was going to end up being more grouchy about that than he was about the help with the trees. Which John had taken upon himself in the first place.   

“Only if you need help reaching the top,” He winked, sticking his tongue out at Rose from around the tree, before doing a little spin to untangle some of the garland from around himself. “Thinking about decorating a tree for Idris’ office in secret, wanna help with that one too?” 

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Somehow while decorating the tree in the cafeteria, he ended up with more garland wrapped around himself than what ended up on the tree. Even still, it was turning out pretty good, he thought. He spotted a child eyeing him and the tree, and took a step back to wave him forward. “You want to put the star on top?” He asked them with a grin, sliding a chair away from the nearest table to help the student up.  

“Hey, I see you over there.” He called out, after helping the student off the chair once the star was placed on top of the tree. “Want to help?” 

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captaincoalhill:

“I can’t believe it’s December,” Jack said, putting his feet up on the table in the staff room. “What’s everyone’s plans for the holidays? And who’s up for caroling?”

John plopped himself down on the couch next to Jack, and propped his ankle over the opposite knee. “Where are we caroling?” He prompted, turning his head to look at Jack with a wide grin. “Always up for some caroling.” 

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Text || The Boss

Clara: I will. He'll be pleased to know you liked them.

[ a beat ]

Clara: And so am I.

Clara: I'm sure they'll look rather dashing on you. And while the Halloween season may be over, you can still get away with wearing them throughout the year eccentrically.

John: Exactly! I'm wearing one today, in fact. I've had a lot of weird looks, but that is relatively normal for me.

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Roller Rinking + John and Rose

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chrosetyler:

Rose let out a laugh as John tried to explain about his adventures before she reached out to try to catch him from falling on his face. “Oh!” Bringing up her hands she covered her eyes before peaking over them to look at the damage. “But yeah… it does sound a bit too much like being at work.” She conceded putting her hand out again for him to grab.

“Who knows? We could learn some skills here and then be able to dodge kids and co-workers we don’t like, like ‘that’.” With her free hand, she brought it up and snapped it before grinning at him.

When he complimented her, she gave him a dry look before rolling her eyes and laughing. “Yes, I may be special but I don’t want to be his special. We all know he can find someone better suited for him.” Rose quickened her pace as she began to gently tug John along.

“Hm.. do you think I really should?” Turning her head to look at him, Rose raised a brow. “I mean… I could tell him that I have a thing for someone else but… though that’s true, I don’t think he’d want to hear it.” Nearly losing her balance, Rose let out a small shriek before catching herself against John. “Sorry!”

“Rose Tyler, that is just ---” He started, in mock offense as if he was going to call her rude for suggesting such a thing before breaking out into a grin and changing course. “Brilliant.” He finished, a few staff members immediately coming to mind that he’d sometimes like to dodge. 

He let out a small noise of surprise when she quickened her pace and tugged him along, but was soon able to adjust his own speed so they were more equally match, but not before bumping into her slightly when he tried to dodge his first kid.  

“I know,” he agreed finally, frowning slightly as he thought of Mickey, who always seemed to have a bit of a chip on his shoulder whenever they interacted. John always acted like he didn’t notice, but.. it was definitely there, and he had no doubt that if that chip had a name, it’d be Rose Tyler. He almost smirked at his own internal pun. 

“I don’t know -- you know me, Rose. Not really good with the talking myself, probably sound like a right hypo -- wait, what?? You’ve got your eyes set on someone? Who?”