When We Travel | Whouffaldi

Kids and their ships

When We Travel

Kids and their ships

This story is set post 'Last Christmas'. Basically series 9 with some minor/major tweaks and a lot of Whouffaldi moments! Enjoy! Story may end up with some OC's. (This is mainly focused on Whouffaldi) Danny Pink is alive in this fic but Clara was never in a relationship with him. Danny DOES have a crush on her though.

Clara's POV

I paced around the classroom observing the student's work. "Jane Austen. Amazing writer, brilliant comic observer and strictly among ourselves, a phenomenal kisser...." I trailed off.

I looked out the window and stared blankly at an object in the sky. I grabbed a nearby marker pen and drew a circle on the glass, making sure to keep the mysterious object inside of it. I moved closer towards the window, before realising what the object actually was.

"Err... Miss?" one of my students questioned.

"Miss?" Another voice asked. I quickly turned around and demanded,

"Everybody turn on their phones." I began, "News websites and Twitter." I opened the window and leaned out of it glaring at the huge plane in the sky... that wasn't moving. I shut the window quickly.

"Twitter? Well that's the first time you've ever told us to get our phones out!" One of my students, Ryan, said.

"Just get them out and go on Twitter!" all of the students looked at me before I said, "#ThePlanesHaveStopped." Everyone frantically pulled their phones out of their pockets and they tapped away. The door to the classroom opened suddenly before the tall grey stick insect walked in. I haven't seen him in months. The Doctor. All the students looked over at him with confused looks on their faces.

"Yes yes yes! I am back! It's me, John Smith the caretaker!" He shouted to the students. The Doctor's fake name, John Smith, the one name that people would see right through. He couldn't have picked something different could he?

"Whenever you appear, something bad happens..." Courtney stated. She was right. Every single bloody time The Doctor showed up, problems and danger followed him. "And why are you wearing that? Shouldn't you be wearing your caretaker outfit?" I hadn't really noticed until now as to what The Doctor was actually wearing. He had a white t-shirt on with a black hoodie over it, he also wore his signature coat with red lining in it. He also had a pair of sunglasses on his face. God knows why, it's not like England has a lot of sun.

"Doc- I mean Mr. Smith. What's wrong?" I asked.

"'What's wrong? What's wrong?'" he asked in shock. "The planes have stopped! That's what's wrong!"

"Yes. We have noticed that..." Ryan said sarcastically.

The Doctor then walked over to Ryan, bent down to his level and said, "Oi. Shut up you pathetic little pudding brain." Ryan just rolled his eyes at him.

"Mr. Smith. Please stop harassing my students and wait outside." I glared at him.

"Pfft." He replied as he headed towards the door.

"Smithwald, Smithwald..." I could hear the students chant quietly. The Doctor then turned around and glared at the students. That shut them up. I didn't really have a problem with the kids 'shipping' people, as they called it. The Doctor then left the room. Then other students started to quietly chant "Pinkwald, Pinkwald..."

"Why do you ship people?" I asked as I folded my arms. I DID understand what a 'ship' was, Courtney taught me...

"It's not our fault that fanfiction was created." Another one of my students, Susan, said.