Fill- Challenge 433 (DW)
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tenminutesaday Inspired by an idea from @shivver and the Genremixer throwing out the trope "obedience" with these two. I do want to expand this. No warnings, but it helps if you've seen "Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead" or are at least aware of what happens in the latter.
The door to Donna's bedroom opens just a crack; and an all-too familiar head of spiked hair peeks through.
"What's wrong, space man?" she asks, not even getting off of her bed.
" Just coming to see how you are. After the Library, and, you know..."
Donna scowls. " Lee? You can say it. I know he's gone. " She sighs, leaning back against one of the overstuffed pillows. " I'm fine. Best that can bee expected. " Donna pulls a blanket over herself. " Finally find someone who's not rubbish, got this ... unbelievable life together , and it's not even real. Figures. "
She watches the Doctor open and close his mouth, as if trying to find the words. Finally, all he says is " I'm so sorry."
"I know. Could you just give me a moment?"
The door closes as she sinks into the bed.
---
About an hour later, Donna sits up. The lights have dimmed automatically, save for a tiny stream of light pouring into the room from... she turns towards the doorway to see the Doctor there, his face lit up in an impish grin.
"Donna Noble, " He walks over to her. " I have got an idea. Starting right now, anything you want , I'll do it."
Donna looks quizzically at him. " You're kidding?"
He shakes his head. "Nope! Your wish is my command. Whatever you want, I'll do it. Absolutely anything, no terms or conditions. Just say the word."
"So I can just, what , order you around? Like that film? The one with the princess and the man in the mask."
The Doctor runs a hand over his hair. "The Princess Bride?"
"That one. " She sits on the edge of the bed. "Right, well then, tea. And see if we have any of the good biscuits left."
"As you wish."
The door to Donna's bedroom opens just a crack; and an all-too familiar head of spiked hair peeks through.
"What's wrong, space man?" she asks, not even getting off of her bed.
" Just coming to see how you are. After the Library, and, you know..."
Donna scowls. " Lee? You can say it. I know he's gone. " She sighs, leaning back against one of the overstuffed pillows. " I'm fine. Best that can bee expected. " Donna pulls a blanket over herself. " Finally find someone who's not rubbish, got this ... unbelievable life together , and it's not even real. Figures. "
She watches the Doctor open and close his mouth, as if trying to find the words. Finally, all he says is " I'm so sorry."
"I know. Could you just give me a moment?"
The door closes as she sinks into the bed.
---
About an hour later, Donna sits up. The lights have dimmed automatically, save for a tiny stream of light pouring into the room from... she turns towards the doorway to see the Doctor there, his face lit up in an impish grin.
"Donna Noble, " He walks over to her. " I have got an idea. Starting right now, anything you want , I'll do it."
Donna looks quizzically at him. " You're kidding?"
He shakes his head. "Nope! Your wish is my command. Whatever you want, I'll do it. Absolutely anything, no terms or conditions. Just say the word."
"So I can just, what , order you around? Like that film? The one with the princess and the man in the mask."
The Doctor runs a hand over his hair. "The Princess Bride?"
"That one. " She sits on the edge of the bed. "Right, well then, tea. And see if we have any of the good biscuits left."
"As you wish."
