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Fill- Challenge 160 (DW)
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romanajo123The TARDIS, with its signature screech of metal , appeared into life as the first few flecks of sunlight began to show in the sky.
Pulling on his glasses and running a finger through the spikes of his hair, he opened the door.
Donna, dressed in a floor-length gown with enough bows and frills on it to decorate a tree, carefully followed after him.
"Are we nearly there, spaceman?" Donna asked, wincing a little with each step. " Really want to lose these shoes. It's like wearing daggers!" She complained, taking one off to rub her foot.
"Yes!" The Doctor enthused, "Oh you are going to love this , Donna! The most breathtaking...-"
The Doctor paused, taking in the landscape, before taking a step forward and landing in a rather large puddle of mud. "Oh" he said.
Donna didn't even to do three guesses as to what that meant. "We're not where we're supposed to be, are we?" She asked, with her face slowly going sour.
"Just...a bit off. Maybe a decade or two?" the Doctor tried to explain. As if it was as simple as forgetting to do the dishes!
Putting her shoe back on, Donna painfully ran back into the TARDIS. "Means I can change out of this!" She called, a bit too excited.
Pulling on his glasses and running a finger through the spikes of his hair, he opened the door.
Donna, dressed in a floor-length gown with enough bows and frills on it to decorate a tree, carefully followed after him.
"Are we nearly there, spaceman?" Donna asked, wincing a little with each step. " Really want to lose these shoes. It's like wearing daggers!" She complained, taking one off to rub her foot.
"Yes!" The Doctor enthused, "Oh you are going to love this , Donna! The most breathtaking...-"
The Doctor paused, taking in the landscape, before taking a step forward and landing in a rather large puddle of mud. "Oh" he said.
Donna didn't even to do three guesses as to what that meant. "We're not where we're supposed to be, are we?" She asked, with her face slowly going sour.
"Just...a bit off. Maybe a decade or two?" the Doctor tried to explain. As if it was as simple as forgetting to do the dishes!
Putting her shoe back on, Donna painfully ran back into the TARDIS. "Means I can change out of this!" She called, a bit too excited.
