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Christmas Special #2

CHRISTMAS SPECIAL :D

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS RATED PG FOR PRETTY GAY (I'm not even joking) :D

ALL OF THE TAGGIE SHIPPERS WILL HAVE THEIR DREAMS BECOME CANNON (ish)

-Chloe (Mayo3452) :D

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Tibby's POV

The TARDIS lands. Finally. It seems like we've been flying around forever.

"Hey doc," I call out.

"What." I hear the reply.

"Wellllll, I was wondering what took you so long to get us here."

"Why whatever do you mean Tibby-dear?"

"We've been flying around for at least half an hour and it usually takes us less than a minute. That's what I mean."

"...oh... well, you see, I had to get this just right..."

Suddenly the Doctor springs out in front of me with a Santa hat in her grasp, she pounces and tugs it onto my head.

"MERRY CHRISTMAS TIBBY!!!" She screeches to me while admiring her work. "Perfect."

I sigh.

"Doctor, you're being weird again." I hear someone say.

Both of us turn to stare at the source of the voice. Maggie. She looks so adorable right now, short with glasses and wavy blonde hair...

"MAGGIE! SO GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!!!" The Doctor bounds to her side and starts ruffling her hair.

"Doctor, no..." I rush to join them and get the Doctor's hand away. She can't mess up that perfect hair...

"But Tibby-" The Doctor interjects.

"I get to do it, not you." I interrupt her. Maggie smiles and hugs me. "Where and when are we anyways?"

The Doctor's face brightens and she runs back to the console and slides a screen around to meet our eyes. "I told you it's Christmas and I wasn't lying. We're on Earth. London to be exact... I spent so much time there when I was younger... but oh well! Right now where we are it's approximately December twenty-fifth, fifteen fifty-eight at 12:34pm."

"Okay." I say.

Maggie finds a soda somewhere.

"Just 'okay'? No 'OH WOW SO COOL' or 'WHAAAAAT, YOU GOT US HERE?!?!?!?!'?" The Doctor starts overreacting.

"Well why is this such an important date?" I ask uncertainly.

"'Why is this such an important date?' oh, I don't know. It's not like Queen Elizabeth I is getting coronated in a week or anything... oh I love that queen, married her once, then she tried to kill me." The Doctor rambles on.

Maggie spits out her soda. We both are very confused. Then she bursts out laughing and I do the same.

*:*:*

"Welp we should explore a bit, right?" I say, trying to sound cheerful.

"Yup, the Renaissance Era is one of my favorites in human history!" The Doctor chirps.

"Wait," we turn to face Maggie again. "The TARDIS usually brings us places where there is going to be disaster or is currently under distress/disaster or something of the sort, right? Well if that's true then that means that something bad might happen while we're here." She explains.

"Oh come on." I say as the Doctor mumbles "That does seem to be a recurring problem."

"Oh well, let's just have fun while we can!" The Doctor smiles. "But first, let's get into some... proper English Renaissance attire."