PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Cosimo Galluzzi
wallacepolsom
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
ojovivo
trying on a metaphor
occasionally subtle
will byers stan first human second
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taylor price
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Claire Keane
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blake kathryn
oozey mess
One Nice Bug Per Day
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@rewritetime
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The Doctor walked over with her and then sat down. He looked at his food and started eating. Hearing her, he looked up. “When you have all of time and space, you don’t really have favourites.”
Time rolled her eyes at that, “Oh please, I have all of time and space at my finger tips, but you bet I have a favorite.” She chuckled, leaning back in her seat.
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The Doctor ordered himself something as well. He then looked at her and then looked around. “There is a free table over there.”
Time nodded and went over to the table to have a seat, clapping her hands in excitement at how good her pizza looked. “So, you time travel a lot then, do you have a favorite era?” She asked, taking a big bite.
“I agree, though we never had Thanksgiving in London. It sounds very nice though, all that food and then all that shopping. It sounds like fun.” Tara admitted with a chuckle. “I’m really looking forward to wearing all the ugly Christmas jumpers though.”
“Oh yes, the food is the best part. I’m not much of a Black Friday shopper, those malls and shops get a little crazy. Too crazy for me. Although it is very fun I suppose, if you’re into that sort of thing.” Time nodded. “Ugly Christmas sweaters are the best part of Christmas. Last year I had one that was just atrocious. It was this over sized bright red material, with all these bells on it and in the middle was this poorly sewn Santa, oh it was the best.” She laughed at the memory.
“So I’ve been told. I looked different though when I was told it. Its a long story.”
“You look different? How? I do love a long story.”
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“I know that feeling.” The Doctor said. He knew that very well. More times than he would have wanted.
“Yeah?” She asked, looking up at him before stepping up in line and ordering her food. “Lets go find a place to sit.”
Well, You’re Different...
“Why ‘allo! I wasn’t expecting you to answer the door. I’m with the pest exterminators and I received a call that this building was being affected by a new type of ant that eats metal. Can I come inside and take a look?”
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“Metal eating ants, hm? You know they really need to start sending memos about these things, this is the first I’m hearing of this. Right, yes.. Come on in, um.. What’s your name?” She asked, moving out of way of the door to let the man in.
“I’ll admit… I’m kind of happy Halloween is over now. Now I get to prep for the Holidays!”
“The next couple months are probably the best of the year, to be honest. Christmas sweaters, Thanksgiving food, the holiday music, ugh its all so exciting!”
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The Doctor listened. “You lost him?” He asked. He could kind of tell but the sigh when she said that.
Time shrugged, “You could say that..” You could also say let him fall through the vortex and now hes scattered and lost somewhere in time, somewhere she can’t find him.
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“Yes. Well, I have traveled with people before but things happen and I decided that I should travel alone from now on.” The Doctor said. He listened to what she was telling him. “Your right. We would be in trouble.”
“I understand what you mean. I prefer to be alone as well. Honestly, its better that way.. I used to have my brother, but..” She let her sentence trail, a small sigh falling from her lips. She took a step forward with the line.
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The Doctor looked at her. “From danger. Aliens, all sorts of thing. What about you? What do you do?” He asked.
“By yourself?” She asked, almost impressed. “Me? Oh.. I just travel around through time, mostly. I’m just here to make sure everything happens in the order its supposed to happen in and all. Can’t have time going askew, then we’d be in some real trouble.” She chuckled. “Really though, I just like to watch everything change. Its funny have every year is so much different than the one before, and the one after. The trends, the fashion, the music, everything changes.”
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“I’m not just an Artist. You could say I am a work of art, quite literally.”
“Well, like Art, you are very beautiful..”
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The Doctor joined the line with her. He looked at Time when she asked this. “Most of the time, just flying around in my TARDIS. Saving worlds and universes.”
Time raised her eyebrow, curious to what he meant. “Saving worlds and universes? From what?”
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The Doctor watched as she rushed to the door before he even had a chance to say anything. He followed her out and locked the door. He looked around. Spotting her, he made his way over and followed her to the area she was talking about.
As they stepped up to the line, she looked up to the stranger. She always met new people along the way, but it was still hard to strike up a conversation. “So.. What does the last of the Time Lords do exactly?” She asked, shoving her hands in her pockets.
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The Doctor looked at Time as she said this. He had sat here on his TARDIS before and never really found it boring. He listened as she told him about this place and thought for a moment. He nodded. “Yeah…why not.” The Doctor said. He pressed a few buttons and then pulled a lever so the TARDIS would take them there.
Time clapped her hands in excitement, “Excellent!” She watched him pressing his buttons, and pulling his levers with a sort of child like amusement. When they landed, Time ran for the doors, running out into the crowd of people lining up at the different stations looking for food. This was her favorite part of travelling around, going somewhere new. It always looked so different, like she could tell every place apart based on its personal style. She spotted the pizza place she heard about ahead, and turned to look for the man she had just met. “Doctor, I think its this way..”
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“Well, its one of many faces.” The Doctor said. He then shrugged. “I don’t really know where I am headed.” He told her. “I was just going to let the TARDIS fly around for a while.” The Doctor told Time. “Sometimes I need to do something other than saving planets.”
“That sounds... boring.” She chuckled, pushing her hair behind her ear. “I was on my way to this restaurant platform before I got caught in your ship, nothing special just a bunch of vendors from the year 3000, but I hear they have over 452 different types of pizza and honestly that sounds a lot more exciting that sitting here. Care to join me?”
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The Doctor couldn’t help but look sad at the mention of the Time War. He looked down at the console and then back at her. “Oh…you have heard of me.” He noticed her holding her hand out. He shook her hand.
Time saw the sadness in his eyes, but chose to ignore it. She wasn’t good with making people feel better. She was horrible at relating. “You name is scattered through time. The Doctor in the TARDIS, of course i’ve heard of you.” She shrugged. “Such amazing things, good to finally put a face to the name. Where are you headed?”
