The Bizarre Adventures of Doctor Who

The Bizarre Beginnings Pt. 1

"I'll always remember, when I was the Doctor, and the Doctor was me."

— John Smith

It's a cold breezy day in London, more rain tonight, and more in the forecast, with a small chance for sun sometime after before more rain returned, yet again.

People wearing their rain slicks going about their days as they tried staying warm amid the cold breeze wafting through the London area.

Her hands in her black jacket, a woman walks down the sidewalk, heading to her job at the downtown library.

A cold breeze shot pass her, sending her dark hair in a flutter as she pushed ahead on the path to the library.

Her boss, Hammond, wanted them early to prepare an area for the arrival of new books releasing soon.

Mostly for young adults, but the books needed their place on the shelves, and that's the job of Lila Watson and her department, in general.

She would've worked in the other departments, but that'd mean she'd have to help college students finding books for their tests, and that's not exactly something she wants to deal with in the morning. Besides that, her department has it easier, since they deal with young adult books primary.

There's still the occasional kids coming in asking for specific books to check out for their book reports and Lila's happy to help them, but nothing as hectic as swarms of college students invading the library with their laptops, cords, and so on, stacking books to the nines, and making a mess of things at the end of it.

Lila doesn't envy the poor people of those departments, trying to do their jobs while avoiding running over cables, and bumping into someone.

On her commute, Lila met up with a colleague of hers in the department, Bill Potters, and she joined Lila's side with her eccentric yellow dress, patterned with different science instruments, flowing in the breeze.

"More books today," Bill noted Hammond's gotten more books in from publishers for their department.

Nothing unusual, Hammond's always done it before.

Lila nods as she walked with her colleague and said, "I always wonder about that man, surely he'd be better in the other departments than young adults."

It baffled Lila that their boss' working in young adults, the way the man's mind works, it's a miracle he doesn't work in a museum, and it's something of a curiosity as to why a man with so much knowledge reduces himself to working with this month's flavour.

Teen drama and werewolves.

"Well, do you want to have swarms of college students surrounding you every midterm like seagulls starving?" Bill pointed at Lila as her black frizzy hair with a pink bang bobbed.

It'd make sense in the way Bill put it, even Lila couldn't imagine the thought of Hammond doing work while helping every desperate college student coming to him for answers on their thesis and other.

As cool as ice cream, Hammond may be, Lila didn't want to see him melt and boil.

"Yeah, that's true. Maybe a museum, don't know why he's beating around with us, smart as he is," Lila shrugged her jacketed stout shoulders as she walked with Bill.

Bill pointed out that Hammond wouldn't want to deal with tourists and classes every day.

"Ain't it our job, kinda?" Lila brought up the fact they're working in a library with a deep history, still has original architecture, and caters to everyone, and routinely gets visitors in the thousands on a slow day.