It's been a long arduous period since Theodore and Lila stayed in their respected universe longer than a week, to them, they've spent decades in the TARDIS adventuring and risking their lives for the good of the world, while they're only gone every other day.
Going back and forth working at the library and adventuring, it's a miracle they're managing getting out of their beds every morning without crashing on the ground because their legs gave out from under them, unable to walk anymore, after running for their lives too many times.
Hammond kept their schedules in a way that nobody's the wiser when they're off on adventures, having hired more people working at their department, he's able to rotate them as needed, but still on Theodore's case for anything that went wrong during an adventure.
The adventure with something out of a nightmare, well, he wasn't happy hearing that Theodore and Lila went to tow with a biomass that almost ate them and their companions, granted they all survived and the power plant's destroyed, but Hammond didn't like it one bit.
While the other adventures weren't easier and Hammond wasn't happy about the state of those, he's happy his little brother and his employee hadn't died horribly, else, he'd have to tell their Uncle.
For once, today, it's normal, something becoming alien to Lila ever since she found Theodore munching on a pastrami sandwich in her kitchen.
It's a day-off, today, and Lila loved every minute of it, no running, no shooting, no screaming Daleks, no alien having a chipped shoulder courtesy of Theodore and Hammond's dad, a breath of fresh air compared her now-normal days.
Today, though, Lila went and helped the Smiths and Hamon clean out their late dad's house.
Hamon moved in, wanting to keep it in the family, and have a residence he's familiar.
It's believed that Mr. Smith would've wanted his beloved uncle staying at the family house, close to his children.
Hamon didn't touch anything in the house once he moved in, he stayed in a guest bedroom, and only cleaned out the kitchen for the obvious reasons, but he kept the house as is, only cleaning it when necessary.
He felt that enough time's passed, his nephew's adult children's able to go through things, and help him clean out the house.
"Thank you for helping me," Theodore thanked Lila for coming out with him and helping him and his siblings with the cleaning.
Shrugging her stout shoulders, Lila modestly told him it's what friends do for each other and that it's her duty as a companion for him that she helps him with anything that he deemed important.
Arriving at the family house in Hammond's modified four-seat roadster, Lila immediately noticed the blue bricks and gray tiled roof, complete with a deeper blue wooden door.
Around the two-story home, there's trimmed bushes, slowly budding as it's starting to warm up, after months of snow and ice.
The unibody green lawn perfectly manicured, likely by Hamon's obsessive nature keeping everything tidy, and little statues near the cobbled walkway leading up to the steps of animals.
Getting out of the roadster, the three noticed a black old taxi cab near the side of the road, which the brothers identified as Odette's and leading to Lila asking them that she drove for a taxi company only for Hammond to explain that their little sister held elective tastes for vehicles as they did.
She opted for a taxi cab almost at the end of its rope, almost scrapped completely by the city, hadn't Odette caught sight of it one evening, and buying it on the spot for less than its retail and secondhand price. Just like Hammond, she modified it for her own uses, which Lila wasn't sure what those modifications entailed, but with her lineage, it's anyone's guess.
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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...