( knowstories )
The best pumpkin pie in the galaxy was on Clint street. Clint street that was two blocks that way. Why had he parked so far? What made him care so much about a pie he didn’t even know he would like? That’s life, wasn’t it? Something to do. Looking like he was in a hurry, the silver haired male took long quick strides down the pavement, rubbing his hands together as he focused all his thought onto that pumpkin pie. Maybe it was a distraction. From it all, really. No one. He had no one and he was no one to anyone anymore. Those days had long gone. Sun was going to set soon.
Which meant everyone would leave that little bakery and be gone. All the pie to himself, yes. That sweet pie. He’d love it or he’d hate it. Hold on. His vision, thought a speck ahead, caught onto something. Someone. Very tiny. One, just one. ALONE. Someone so small, walking along the pavement so confidently. The Doctor looked astonished. But there was something about her..
❝ HO! YOU ! Tiny Tim--❞ he dashed in front of her as quick as he could, staring down at her with his brows downcast, probably resembling that of a skeletal-monster. ❝ What are you doin’ !? ❞ words sputtering out as he motioned with his hands, mouth open as lids blinked rapidly. He got down on one knee, squinting at her and looking her up and down. ❝ Alone. Why are you alone? Yeh high and walking at SUNDOWN..alone!? You’re an INFANT. I’ve taken NAPS older than you. ❞ Someone like HIM should be alone. Someone like HER. ❝ Where’s your mam ? ❞
