Don't ask, I have no idea dude
hermajestycrowley submitted:
Crowley looked at the device, examining it quietly as the Doctor worked. “So, it’s a screwdriver.”
"I did say that, yes." He mumbled back, tongue poking out in frustration as he worked on unsealing a door.
Crowley rolled her eyes. “Can you… I dunno, fight things with it? Is that your special power? Your bat-a-rang? A screwdriver?” She placed a hand over her mouth to stifle a laugh. “Do you screw them to death?”
The Doctor looked up at her, giving her an incredulous look from behind his glasses. “How old are you, five?”
"Three hundred fifty-one." The answer came out automatically at this point.
He raised an eyebrow at her, but said nothing, returning to his work. Crowley, now curious, spoke up again. “How old are you?”
The Doctor snorted. “Old enough. Older than you.” And it was a fair enough answer. They were still getting used to each others company, after all.
He finished taking the seal off of the large metal door they were meant to walk through, and rolled it out of the way. “Okay. Ready to go?”
He always got so excited to go on adventures like this, finding things around the universe and God knows where else to fix and put right.
Crowley smiled, nodding. “Yep. Let’s be off.”
//*confused shrug* I don’t… know? Sorry? I think? Free drabble though so not sorry? *flies into a volcano*
((Whoa, you play a better Doc than I do. I love this! XD
Doctor, you can't talk. You're a twelve-year-old boy who's trapped in a forty-year-old man's body who's actually over nine-hundred.))
