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There was absolute silence in the TARDIS. An unnatural, deep echoing silence that, nine times out of ten, meant something was very, very wrong. The Doctor, upon entering the Control Room from a rather nice and quiet street in 1954, noted this instinctively and prepared to Investigate.

“Luke?” she called out. “Dennis? Bart?”

Before she could panic properly, she felt a light breeze hailing the arrival of the TARDIS’s resident speedster, Bartholomew Allen. )


Community: [livejournal.com profile] theatrical_muse
Prompt: 269 - Write about a time you were outsmarted./"Dennis, Luke and Bart, left alone in the Doctor's TARDIS!"
Word Count: 395
ladyoftime: (the oncoming storm)
She was, the Doctor thought glumly, losing her touch.

It all started when a certain speedster with a fondness for red-and-yellow stumbled into the TARDIS. Well, she thought stumbled: ran. Superspeed. That should’ve tipped her off, really. It’s not that she has anything against humans with special abilities, quite brilliant, really, probably the result of some alien DNA down the line somewhere showing itself, but this?

This was ridiculous. Really, she didn’t think it was possible, running off and getting into trouble before she could even spit out the ‘D’ of ‘Don’t run off’. Which just goes to show, she thought glumly, no one listened to her anymore.

“Hey, Doc,” that speedster was saying now, “We gonna escape or are we gonna just lie around here until they come back with those acid vats again?”

The Fastest Escape )


Community: [livejournal.com profile] theatrical_muse
Prompt: 239 - Hair(y situation)
Word Count: 571
Author's Note: Um, yes. Set in Milliways continuity, more or less, with added Eleven. Crossover is Smallville, written with permission of [livejournal.com profile] jen_anomaly's mun. :D!
ladyoftime: (meet the new companion!)
“This is going to be brilliant! Family outing! I mentioned the games, right? Lots of games, with balls and anti-gravity targets, and overpriced handmade jewelry and suspiciously greasy foods, just like a proper festival should be! Just stick with me, we’ll have a marvelous old time! What do you want to do first-

..Luke?

....Clyde, Maria?

.......Sarah-Jane?”

--

“D-





It’s my own fault for letting a speedster into the TARDIS, really. Wonder if he's reached the barbed-wire gardens yet.”

--

“Dennis! ...Dennis?”

--

“This is nice, isn’t it? Just the fresh air and the flowers and that very nice big explosion over that way that-

That-

Ace?



Now this is just getting ridiculous.”

--

“You’re not going to leave me, are you, boy? No, you aren’t, because unlike all my other companions, you’re going to obey me when I say to stay with me, aren’t you? Aren’t you?

...

Where’s that dog whistle when I need it?”

--

The Doctor eyed Mr. Bimble woefully.

“Do you know, I think you’re the only companion who’s ever payed attention to me even the slightest bit when I told them 'don't wander off'?”




Community: [livejournal.com profile] theatrical_muse
Prompt: 236 - What does respect mean to you?
Word Count: 193
Author's Note: In order of appearance: The SJA crew; Bart Allen (er, no comment.); Dennis Creevey; Ace; K-9; and Mr. Bimble.

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