Tales of a Time Lady (A Doctor Who Fanfiction)

9: Nostalgia: Chapter 1

"This is a great idea." Axe smiled as Lady handed him another pillow, adding five to the pile he was carrying. Lady threw more blankets over her shoulder and dragged a thick quilt behind her. They climbed a flight of stairs until they entered a large room, round and covered in a black rug. Lady stood in the middle and dumped the sheets. Axe followed her and did the same. "I mean, it's basically a sleep over and camp out rolled into one." Lady grinned.

"I don't do this often, thought it would be a nice treat."

"Calm down, it's just us sleeping on the floor." She raised an eyebrow.

"Oh really?" She pointed up and Axe gasped. Above their heads were the swirls and splashes of galaxies, stretching across the star fields of space. Axe's eyes twinkled like the burning suns above him.

"Wow." Lady laughed.

"Thought sleeping under the stars would be nice. We're in orbit, so not going anywhere. You like the view?"

"It's beautiful." Axe breathed, hand stretched out, as if he could almost touch the glows sparkling overhead.

"Come on, still need to finish this." The pillows were arranged side by side, the blankets thrown into a big pile. They would burrow in later. Lady threw herself onto the pile, laughing. Axe jumped as well, wiggling until he found a comfortable spot. He stared at the stars. Lady rolled next to him, pointing.

"That is the galaxy right next door to yours." Axe whistled. "And over there" she pointed deep in the middle, "is their sun. Twice as big, four times as hot."

"Do they have planets?" He asked, glancing at her. Lady laughed.

"Hundreds! All spinning and whizzing around. Most are dead. One of them is actually covered in clouds, but still life lives."

"What life?"

She shrugged. "Sript Sprites. Sript is the planet's name. The Sprites are virtually made out of cloud and water vapour. Also completely useless. Never ask Sript Sprites for anything." Axe grinned.

"I'd like to meet them though."

Lady shook her head. "Not if you want to become a Sprite. I'm telling you, this close", she made a centimetre gap between her two fingers, "I was to becoming one. I swear it's the air."

He laughed with a one-sided grin. "Lady the Sprite. I'd like to see that."

"Even if I was a Sprite, I'd could still kick your but!" Lady wrestled him into the sheets, Axe putting up a good fight. Five minutes later, they collapsed, breathing heavily.

"Okay, you won that round." Axe admitted, Lady beaming and pounding her chest.

"Victorious!" She cried, hands in the air. Axe rolled his eyes.

"A modest winner."

Axe made hot chocolate, saying he had an announcement to make.

Lady sipped her chocolate, snuggled under the blankets, eyes on the stars. "So? What's the big secret?" Axe nodded and inhaled.

"It's my birthday tomorrow."

Lady was surprised. "Wow! Really? You sure? Sense of date and time not knocked out of balance?" Axe shook his head and shuffled around.

"Positive. I'm turning 22." Lady whistled.

"Wow, 22. A lifetime ago for me."

Axe scratched his hand. "When was that?"

She shrugged. "900 or so years ago?" Axe snorted, Lady kicking him softly. "Rude." They finished drinking and laid down, hands under heads and eyes fixed ahead.