Mr. Pratchett pleaded with the men to leave their positions as the Doctor, else they risked their lives and the lives of those they loved, he vehemently believed that what he's doing's the right thing pushing them, the fear in his eyes. He didn't want them to make the same mistake as he did, live the life too long that it brought death and gloom on him.
"What if we can't?" Theodore asks him the possibility that they're unable to leave the positions as he wanted.
Mr. Pratchett calmly gave his answer, "You'll regret it."
David and Theodore shared a look between each other before they defended their choices becoming the Doctor.
Even if the TARDIS kidnapping him doesn't count, Theodore became the Doctor, and he couldn't simply walk away from it.
For David, it's his only way of walking through his father's footsteps, he has nothing from him.
"I will not let you date my daughter as long as you're the Doctor," Mr. Pratchett refuses as he shook his head bitterly, "you will not bring her into this life I worked so hard to stay out of, worked so hard to protect her from, do you hear me?"
His voice soft, his eyes welled with tears, Mr. Pratchett shook his head as he stared at David, refusing to allow him to continue seeing Jenny, fearing his involvement as the Doctor would've killed her it happened with Matilda.
"Mr. Pratchett, please, I already told her everything. I never lied to her about anything I did or didn't do, that's how much she means to me. If you don't believe me, ask her yourself," David defended himself against the weary Mr. Pratchett who started pacing around the TARDIS again, "I want to be with her, from the bottom of my two hearts. Please, think of her."
Mr. Pratchett sharply stopped in his spot and turned towards David, swift ire in his eyes as he stared with daggers into David's chocolate eyes, as he responded with, "I am thinking of her, I will not let you get her killed, do you understand me, Mr. McGinnis, was it?"
Seeing how fierce Mr. Pratchett became, Theodore stepped in as he attempted to meditate the peace between the men as they argued.
"Mr. Pratchett, what about what Jenny wants?" Theodore raised a valid point as he crossed his long arms, further pointing out that if Jenny held any concerns about David or her relationship with him, she would've gone to Mr. Pratchett. She never did.
He even vouched for David, saying that he trusted him, he'd never do her wrong, and he'd protect her from anything.
Lila vouched for David, too, explaining that while he's a character unto himself, he'd move mountains for Jenny.
If he felt she wouldn't be safe around him, he wouldn't have started the relationship with her in the first place, and would've told her this upfront.
The same goes now, if he felt that she wasn't safe around him, he would've said something.
Pacing around the TARDIS, Mr. Pratchett's feet pattered against the grated floor as he's deep in thought.
His mind dwelled on that moment that Mackie told him that the person he searched for's responsible for the death of Matilda, how irate he was, and how lost he felt as he wanted justice, knowing he couldn't obtain it.
How he begged Mackie to tell him, why anyone would've wanted to kill Matilda, only for Mackie telling him that his role as the Doctor culminated in the death. He inevitably garnered the wrong attention from the person Mackie searched for.
Mr. Pratchett questioned why her, why not him, but Mackie never gave an answer, just his condolences for Mr. Pratchett's loss, and Mr. Pratchett demanded retribution for her death.
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The Bizarre Adventures of Doctor Who
FanfictionIt's never easy stepping into the shoes of the Doctor-more when you're his son-and so, begins the tale of Theodore Levy Smith. The son of the Doctor. Or specifically, his second son. His father's the progenitor of the title and it'd seem that the ti...