How you met: The Doctor

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It was just an average day in London for you. You were just walking home from work, listening to music. When looked up from your phone, you saw a stranger walking in your direction.

Something about him caught your eye.

His pinstripe suit maybe?
Or his weirdly and cutely spiky hair?

Whatever it was that brought your attention, what kept it was the fact that he was staring right at you.

You looked back down, ready to forget about him.

However, just as he was about to pass he grabbed your upper arm  and pulled you around, so you were walking with him.

"Wha--?" You started to say before he interrupted you.

"Don't react. Don't speak. Just keep walking. I need your help." He said so only you could hear.

You tried to shake out of his grip. "Who are you?" You demanded quietly, matching his tone subconsciously.

"I'm the Doctor."

"Doctor who?" You retaliated.

"Exactly. Now, behind me, you'll see a woman. She's short, red hair, blue dress, overweight. Do you see her?"

You looked curiously and cautiously over your shoulder.
It took a while to spot her. She was such an average person.

So why did he need help with her? Specifically your help, at that.
Was she his ex?
He could certainly do better than that!
No offense to her, but he was definitely attractive enough to land a prettier woman.

"Do you see her?" He repeated dragging you out of your thoughts.

"Yeah? What's wrong with her?"

"Well, she's not human."

You turned to look at him fast enough to make your neck crack.

Not human?
What the hell was she then?!

"Eyes front, you'll draw attention."
He reminded you.

"If she's not human, what is she?"

"She's an alien."

You scoffed at that. "Is this a joke? Is someone filming or something?"

He furrowed his brow. "What for?"

"I dunno. 'You've Been Framed'?"

"No, nobody's filming. I'm serious." He responded quietly.

"What planet's she from then? Mars?" You asked sarcastically.

"Nope. Raxacoricofallapatorius."

"You what?"

"Raxacoricofallapatorius." He repeated.

"And what's she doing here? Are they tryna take over the world, these Raxacorico... thingys?"

"No, just her."

"What, she's gonna take over the world? On her own?"

"She also has a husband."

"Right, and what do you want me for? Can't you just push them down a flight of stairs or summat?"

He turned to you this time. "That's a bit rude."

"If her and her husband are planning to take over the world, I think pushing the pair of them under a bus or something is perfectly reasonable."

He nodded slightly.

"I still don't get what you want me for. I didn't even know about aliens until you told me that."

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