After saying goodbye to his last companion he realised he really didn’t like the quiet echoes in the TARDIS.
“I know what I will do,” He bounced...
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She got back up, walking over to the counsel, and leaned against it. "I learn from the best." She smiled at him teasingly, crossing her arms across her chest. "Trouble is literary, your middle name." It seemed to follow wherever he went, a trip that didn't involve them running for their lives would be extremely surprising to her.















