The Bizarre Adventures of Doctor Who

A Head & A Hole

Work's never over when you're the Doctor and it's something that Theodore grew accustomed to since the faithful day the TARDIS entered his life and forcibly took him on his first adventure with Lila as his unwitting companion.

In a span of centuries, they've solved conspiracies, dealt with dangerous individuals, governments, everything under the bloody seven hundred and ninety-three suns, it's a madhouse in his poor mind, honestly.

Yet, he remained committed to his work as the Doctor, as his father before him, even if he did want to hang himself with his scarf more than once.

Al gave them time off from their adventuring, knowing they needed breaks, but once an emergency comes up, that's that, and trust Theodore, he's had several emergencies ruin his day-offs.

It's a tossup between him finally getting out of bed that morning or him having to get dressed and march himself into the waiting TARDIS.

Still haven't found the coin he lost from the one adventure, he's not losing his mind, Theodore swears he had the coin with Paul's journal, and yet, it hadn't showed up.

Cleaned his flat from top to bottom, more than he usually did, and yet, the damned thing hadn't gotten lodged in the vacuum.

He couldn't have lost it, his mind, for that matter, but, that coin hadn't reappeared.

Even went far as asking Al about the coin, if he saw it, but Al said he hadn't seen it and still couldn't tell him anything about the coin, despite the TARDIS helping him on several adventures effortlessly prior.

He shouldn't have problems deducing the origins of the coin, he should've had everything down to what minting company produced it, but the TARDIS claimed otherwise.

Without the coin, Theodore's at a lost understanding the significance of it, the connection it held to the mysterious benefactor that he couldn't even find a census taker's footnote.

Not even Al could've conjured up anything on the benefactor, it's as though he didn't exist, and it's just irritating dwelling on this, that Theodore found himself hugging Advil more than once, his poor brain.

It's a joy that Theodore found closure in an adventure, such as destroying the fabric of a complex using drugs on the sister location's employees without authorization.

The avalanche of lawsuits that poured in from families having lost their loved ones to HX-66, the agony of defeat in Alex Industries' lawyers as the verdict came back guilty, everything becoming undone by the day.

Every soul part of the conspiracy got theirs, thankfully, and serving their terms under protected custody for life, with no hopes of them getting out for good behaviour.

Too good for them, he thinks, but he couldn't abdicate the sentencing. At least, they got theirs for the crimes they committed, it's not much in Theodore's eyes, but they'll never hurt anyone else, again.

Everyone else they hurt's swimming around them like they're being hung by a hook over shallow water, waiting for an opportune time to jump and take a bite out of them.

John and Mary gave birth to a healthy son, he's doing well, Theodore hears, and has a clean bill of health, despite the drugs his mother unknowingly took, and with the money they gotten from the lawsuit, John and Mary's living the simple life with their son.

So far, the two haven't developed issues regarding the consumption of HX-66, that's great to hear, and they've taken up new jobs closer to their son's daycare.

Oh yes, justice was served, much rejoice, and now, Theodore's thrusted into something that couldn't be described as an adventure.

Anya and Kev, they've reached out to him, wanting him to return to the train yard, it sounded urgent, and he didn't have time getting Lila involved, so he went alone.