Hey, because I loved the last one you made for me and the last one you posted, would you possibly do another preference for me? In which the Doctor sees you drunk for the first time and how he deals with it? Thanks in advance, you are really awesome.
You bet! Here you go:
Comparing Doctors: Drinky Dranky
Scenario: the Doctorfinds you at a pub with your mates having had a bit too much to drink. Howwould they react to finding you drunk?
The ninth doctor would be watchful from afar, but not be in the least hesitant to call an end to the fun when he feels you’ve had enough. He’d be half amused and half annoyed by your behavior while he walked you backto the TARDIS – you’d reveal yourself to be kind of a giddy drunk, full of laughter and really, really bad jokes, and you’d trip over nothing and hold onto him for support. He’d slide an arm around you and keep you steady, while mentally building a list of all the most embarrassing things you were saying to remind you of later. Fair is fair, after all.
The tenth doctor would insert himself right into the midst of your gathering and try to take part in the fun as a means of keeping tabs on you. He’d plop right down on the couch with you and your mates, put an arm around each of you, grin brilliantly, and say, “Right then, what’re we doing? Playing quarters? Ohhhhhh yes, I’m the best at quarters. You don’t know quarters until you’ve played with a Judoon.” Soon everyone would belooking askance at you and your strangely over-enthusiastic friend and the party would break up naturally. He’d take you home and feed you lots and lots of water and put you to sleep on the couch where he could keep an eye on you. Whenyou accuse him of purposely driving everyone you were drinking with away, he’d just look innocent.
The eleventh doctor would, quite honestly, disapprove. He’d cluck his tongue, hand you a big, huge glass of water, and then make you take a pill that instantly metabolizes all the alcohol in your system. He’d lecture you a bit, in his best schoolmarm voice, about how drinking too much can be dangerous and you need to be more careful and aware of your surroundings.Besides, he’d say, it’s much more fun to dance when you’re sober – and he’d drag you out onto the dance floor for a version of his crazy giraffe dance that left you wishing you were intoxicated again so you wouldn’t notice everyone staring.
The twelfth doctor would put you to bed, check on you at least twice, then make you a huge and noisy pan of eggs in the morning (your head!) and feed you a disgusting concoction he called a hangover cure (your stomach!) that made you feel awful but then cured you completely. You would come to suspect, later, that he probably had a simple pill somewhere that would have done the job of curing your hangover but that the grossness of his cure was a deliberate and subtle form of getting back at you. He’d offer no reproaches, and you’d notice the adventures he chose for that day were a little more low key than normal.
