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[anwenrewritten]

Testing the waters || Clara and Anwen

Anwen felt great. She felt better than she had in about as long as she could remember. She was pretty sure that the new changes -- the ability to change into something small with wings and fly around -- was temporary, but she didn’t care. She was going to take full advantage of it. At least she wasn’t having the same problem her dad and Emrys were having. 

Normally, she thought she’d be a bit more empathetic... 

Flying around her bedroom got boring really fast, so without letting anyone know she was leaving, she flew out of her window to explore the town and see what sort of trouble she could get into. 

The first person she spotted was Clara, who wasn’t someone she knew personally, but had seen from time to time around town. Transforming back into her normal body, she landed (a bit less gracefully than she hoped, she was still getting used to the changes and new abilities.)  

“Well, hello. What are you up to?” She asked in a form of greeting, sensing that the woman was definitely up to something, and also hoping that whatever she was up to would be something that would work in Anwen’s favor. 

@anincredibleliar 

[justlittlepocketthings]

Hang on – does that mean my birthday didn’t actually count?

[X]- Clara Owald

[thedoctster]

TEXTING - WHOUFFLE

DOCTOR: What have you done?

[torchwoodshead]

[PM] Helllooo Captain Gorgeous. Fancy playing a suspect in my fake murder on Christmas?

[PM] With an offer and a compliment like that, how could I refuse?

Count me in, Clara. Just let me know what you need me to do, I’m all yours.

[callmedoctorzombie-blog]

[PM] Heya. Right, so, seeing as you've actually died (which we definitely do not have to discuss) I was thinking you might be able to help me with a little project. Well, it was a project. Now it's actually more of a point... Whatever. I want to die. Not actually, properly dead -- more fake death. On Christmas. For a present... I promise it's not actually as weird as it sounds. So... you in?

[PM] Alright, how about we start this over from the beginning.  You want to what now? And who is this... gift... for exactly? 

But yeah sure, sounds fun. Count me in. 

[thedoctster]

Three Doctors and a Clara ☤ The Doctor(11), Clara, J. Smith, J. Watson

Confidence was one of the Doctor’s best attributes. Or at least that’s what he told himself. That, and his sense of direction and mostly good looks. But to admit any of those out loud would not only grant him a few questionable looks from his companions, but it would also make him sound an awful lot like Jack. And there was only room for one of those in the town. And that was another thing, they were in town now. Something that he thought they’d never be able to say again, but definitely something he was grateful for. 

But those were things to discuss at a later date, as for now he was going to head his way into the home where he had claimed and rifle through his TARDIS (which he managed to get inside the house and on the second floor) for his Stetson and Sheriff’s badge. Once he found them and placed them on, after adjusting them several times as well as his bow tie, the Time Lord bounded down the stairs. Exiting the home, the Doctor made for a walk across the town, deciding to take in the atmosphere and scenery.

However, as much as he was planning on spending the day inside and working on his ship, curiosity got the better of him as he spotted his current companion making her way towards the center of town. Nearly calling out her name, the Doctor stopped himself as he realised that he wanted to make a show of his presence rather than just jogging up to greet her. So he quickly dodged behind a tree so that he could watch her stop near the Town Hall.

Momentarily he thought that maybe she was going to see Jack, but then he remembered that she had accepted his other him’s offer to go exploring. Pulling himself from behind the tree, the Time Lord straightened his bow tie and Stetson as he made his way towards her, completely forgetting he wanted to make a grand entrance. “Howdy, partner-no, that’s terrible, I’ll never do an American accent like that again, anyway-hello Clara!” Leaning to the left, the Doctor waved at her and grinned.

[alostcenturion]

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Chicken. 

Oi! I’m being honest, not chicken!  

[themarkofdeanwinchester]

Drinks, Pie, and ... Bowling? || Dean & Clara [mini event .o6]

Dean was never one to turn down a drink with a pretty girl. Especially when they were the one to initiate said drink. And as if he needed any further persuasion, she’d also agreed to bring a pie. Though he was a little skeptical on how the actual quality of the pie would be considering Clara’s baking abilities had been a big part of their first ever online conversation. But he wasn’t about to say anything to her and ruin his possible chances at a good pie. Dean basically had come to the conclusion as he waited that he should save people from tigers more often.

Of course, that would mean letting out the tiger himself in the first place, and he wasn’t that big of an idiot that he couldn’t see how that would backfire quickly.

The smell hit him before he actually saw her, so he turned around from where he’d been staring down the stairs toward the door where his car was, a flirtatious smirk already sliding onto his features. “Well, hello there.” He winked as he glanced down at the pie in her hands (it at least looked edible), making it unclear whether he was talking about the pie or Clara.

“Your chariot awaits, M'lady,” he joked, offering her his arm much Iike he did when he guided her out of the party. “Or a chariot that will sit completely still and serve as a place to sit while we drink.” He shrugged, already starting to lead her down the stairs.