The Bizarre Adventures of Doctor Who

Land Sharks Pt. 2

"Tomorrow after work, we'll look through the TARDIS and go from there," Theodore sighs as he stood bear Lila's flat as she stood on the steps above.

Lila retorts, "Unless it takes us for an unexpected adventure, again."

Given her experience, Lila expected the damn thing to kidnap them yet again, the moment they step inside to investigate the insides and attempt to clean.

Theodore's already planning to redecorate the interior, that's literary what he said on the spot when Lila asked him the plan one adventure.

He doesn't know who redecorated the TARDIS, but he'll find them eventually, and have choice words with them, assuming of course they're not H.G. Wells, again.

It made Lila incredibly curious when he said that, she had to know the story behind it, and Theodore regaled a story where his father met the intrepid author. Let's just say "The War of the Worlds" wasn't just something the author came up and that there's some truths to the story.

Why else did people think it was all here, when in another world, it was!

"You're pulling my leg!" Lila refused to believe Theodore's story about the author encountering the aliens that'd later influence his work.

Theodore raised his hand at this accusation as he insisted that it's the honest-to-God truth.

Wells would've written something about his father, but he'd asked him not to, simply because if Wells wrote him into the story, nobody would take it seriously.

"Next thing you'll tell me's Tolkien was really an elf!" Lila covered her face at the thought that Theodore's father made friends with famous authors and helped inspired them.

Seven adventures later, Tolkien's not an elf or other, he apparently had the ability to see worlds that other humans couldn't. Perhaps what he'd seen helped inspired his creations. Written in a way that's palpable to readers of his time and now, because if he'd turned around and said the Hobbits weren't halflings but an alien race from a whole different planet, well, Lila didn't need to be a literary professional to say what'll happen.

It's a rare thing for humans to have and likely, Tolkien didn't understand it initially, presumably mistook it for his imagination, but there's no telling what he might've felt seeing the things he did. For all they knew, he understood quite well what he saw, and kept it quiet, knowing that his peers wouldn't understand.

"I'm sure it'll welcome some cleaning," Theodore tells Lila as he shoved his large hands into his pockets as he shifted in his spot while talking to her. "Poor thing must carry rubbish spanning the 1200s!"

While the TARDIS isn't on trusting terms with them yet, surely, it'll let them stay back and clean it out, and for Theodore to redecorate the interior and do something about the exterior. The poor thing looked terrible compared to when his father used it last, depressed him that nobody thought to throw on a coat of paint or something to that effect!

Lila sighed as she asked, "Just let me find a piece of my sanity and a bucket before we get to cleaning centuries worth of dirt, alright?"

Smiling Theodore watched her walk inside the building and he began walking away, planning to return to his flat where he'll sort through things in his parents' room in the TARDIS.

The perks of having infinite rooms, no Doctor's likely to get the other's room, so nobody's able to accidentally wander into the former bedroom of Theodore's parents.

The TARDIS should point him the way and he doubted it'll trick him, besides that, he needed to recover anything his parents might've forgotten. A poor taste that'd be if he left a stone unturned.