SWEET SIXTEEN!

[ladyoftime]

For this occasion, the TARDIS ballroom is decked out with banners and all manner of things that are strangely appropriate and much better than anything the Doctor could come up with. (The TARDIS decorated it herself.) There's food everywhere, with a certain tilt towards strawberry-banana smoothies, bananas, and jelly babies, and those little finger foods on toothpicks. There's even a banner that says "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" on it, and "SWEET SIXTEEN". (The 'hundred' was tactfully left out.)

The birthday girl herself has a strawberry-banana smoothie nicked from one of the tables and is now eyeing the decorations with a certain amount of confusion.

It's possible somebody forgot her birthday. It's hard, what with all the time-traveling and relative timelines. Good thing the TARDIS is here to take care of it! :D


{Right, so, birthday party post! This is going to be a load of multi-fandom meta goodness, so don't worry if you're in a community Eleven's in or anything. Just show up and bring presents. The Doctor likes presents. :D}

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[falling-cards.livejournal.com]

Someone seems to have left a set of Drat cards and a leather-bound copy of Winnie the Pooh (http://www.amazon.com/Winnie-Pooh-80th-Anniversary-Milne/dp/0525477683/ref=pd_bbs_1/105-2390576-8481236?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1191199258&sr=1-1).

She doesn't seem to have stuck around, however. She's not much for socializing, really.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

The book made her smile, and the Drat cards gave her pause. She tucked them into one of her jacket pockets for safe-keeping.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Sarah's there. Somehow. Of course she's there. This is the Doctor's party, after all.

And we all know how much Sarah cares for the Doctor. Unless this is Milliways!Sarah, but it isn't, so...

She has a gift: a small potted bush of daisies. What? It's as good a gift as any -- daisies make the perfect travelling companion. They listen, they don't run off, and they are, of course, rather pretty to look at.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

The Doctor brightens at a certain past companion's appearance and quickly sets her smoothie on a convenient nearby table. "Sarah-Jane!" Have a Doctor hug.

Once she lets go, she eyes the daisies. "Have you taken up botany since I last saw you?"

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

The Doctor, wearing his best celery, enters the ballroom - the TARDIS had a ballroom? how did he forget that? - with a small package in his hands.

When he sees himself - herself, rather? - he grins and gives a jaunty wave.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

The Doctor beams back at herself- himself. "What brings me here?"

She really hasn't quite gotten it yet.

[sarahs-attic.livejournal.com]

Sarah's a bit surprised to find herself back in the TARDIS. Especially when she spots her younger self in the room.

Still she's got a wrapped present in her hands - a mix CD containing her favourite feminist anthems, so she figures she might as well stick around and give it to the Doctor along with her congratulations.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Sarah-Jane!" Have a Doctor hug! Again!

[twelfth-dr.livejournal.com]

The Doctor manages to stumble by, briefly, to drop off a pair of fashionable Italian leather shoes. These are much like the pair he found himself wearing his first day, though unfortunately he was unable to find another top like the one he was stuffed into.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

{STEPHEN FRY!

...Do I know you?}

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

I just have to butt in and squee and say SF as Doctor? Awesome!!!!

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

Ace couldn't help but poke her head into a few of the rooms of the TARDIS before following the music to the ballroom. It was funny to see what was different and yet how much remained the same in 600 years. The colour pink was new, for sure.

It had been a royal pain thinking of a present to bring. What do you get for a Time Lord who was a habit of collecting odds and ends across the universe. She finally decided on a charm braclett, pleased that the tiny phone booth looked similar to the TARDIS. The miniture can of Nitro Nine had been made by a friend. There was also a small sax and a dragon.

[kingcreevey]

Dennis had brought the Doctor a huge bag of chocolate frogs but then he'd forgotten they were for the Doctor and opened them to have one and, since they were open, they might as well be eaten, so he offered them to Ace, who happened to be the nearest person. "Chocolate frog?"

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

The Doctor was rather cheerfully greeting past companions and selves and the like, and had finished her strawberry-banana smoothie (but there was more, so that was all right) when she spotted Ace.
Ace gets a Doctor hug, too. :D

[youwillobey.livejournal.com]

The Master refuses to die until he's stolen that giant jelly baby. He's plotting in a dark corner, drinking pink champagne with a sparkler in it.

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

The Doctor will defend his - her jelly baby to the death. Death I tell you.

If the Master asks nicely maybe he can have a piece to put in his shrine.

[ancient-hearts.livejournal.com]

"Hello old girl." The Doctor patted the console of the TARDIS as he passed, glad to see that his oldest friend was still doing well. Still playing her old tricks too, making the ballroom the first place he looked for it.

He carried a bag containing a green velvet jacket (http://www.debenhams.com/images/products/lrg/2236643830_LRG.JPG) not unlike his own, but tailored for the feminine form he apparently would be regenerating into some future time. For good measure he had added a box of Jelly Babies. One could never have enough of them.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

The Doctor waved at himself. "Strawberry-banana smoothie?" she offered.

...What? There's lots of them! Everyone should have one!

[goodform.livejournal.com]

*He doesn't really do parties. He's not terribly good at presents. But he's trying. Does he get brownie points for that?.

The "Sweet Sixteen" banner makes him frown.*

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Captain!" she greeted with a smile and what could have been a vague attempt at a bow or just a trick of the imagination.

"...Jelly baby?" she offered. The Doctor /= an amazing host/ess.

[oh-rabbits.livejournal.com]

*handwaves being in Paris*

Oooh. Party. Not often Tegan gets to go to them anymore.

Either the 5th Doctor's Tardis doesn't have this room, or she's never been in it. It's rather impressive, and she stands for a moment staring around, a small gift-wrapped box held by her side.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Tegan!" In keeping with tradition, there is sudden companion huggage. "I'm sixteen hundred!" ...What? It's a novelty! She's never been sixteen-hundred before!

[sinister-charm.livejournal.com]

And there is another version of the Master at the party. He'd rather not be there; in fact, he'd rather like to think he has something very important to do. Of course, he doesn't.

Instead, he actually feels rather paranoid and is doing his best to stay away from most of the crowd.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Of course he doesn't.

The Doctor, on the other hand, is mostly drinking strawberry-banana smoothies and rather happily wandering around the ballroom, saying hello to old companions and selves.

And best enemies. "The TARDIS really did invite everyone," she observes, having ferreted out his hiding place.

[unit-girl.livejournal.com]

"Happy Birthday, Doctor." Jo brings with her, a wrapped box - very well wrapped because she's good at that - with shiny paper. Inside she's saved some of the chocolate biscuits she made, in case this Doctor still likes them.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," the Doctor answers with a grin. "Jelly baby?" It's a standard response! ...Well, not for Jo, but.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

And in slides the Doctor.

Quite literally, as he appears to be covered in a bright purple mud.

He looks a bit dazed, but he does have a box under his arm---wrapped in water-proof cellophane.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

The Doctor blinks a bit, because she doesn't remember an incident with purple mud. (But then, she's taken to purposefully not remembering a lot of things about her Tenth self, at least when they intersect with her particular timeline. It makes life more interesting.)

"...Smoothie?" she offers and leans down to get a better look at the mud, trying to place its planet of origin.