Crossing of my ways season 1 (Doctor Who fanfiction) #Wattys2016

Episode 12: Hipsters, fangirls, dogs and old enemies

Hello whovians!

Look at this very confusing episode title. Imagine what could go wrong. Enjoy!

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"Is everyone all right?" I heard the Doctor say.

"Yeah," I nodded and so did William and Patricia.

"Makes it everyone but the TARDIS," Doctor sighted. "Probably trapped here forever ..."

"Sounds Déjà vu much?" I heard Patricia growl. "We're probably in parallel universe Great Britain and Doctor will find a small power cell in three, two ..."

"I found a power cell! Hello, beauty!" We saw Doctor climb from the ground enthusiastically kissing a small TARDIS power cell in his hand.

"Told ya," Patricia grinned. "Now let's get out."

"But no shenanigans!" Doctor quickly said before we walked out.

We found ourselves on a street I recognized immediately as the street I lived on in my universe.

It was cleaner and little bit more sinister looking.

"I knew this was going to happen. It's so Who."

I was really amazed by how my friend noticed stuff even before me.

All the doors had the same sign on them, reminding me of letter Y. It was leaning to the right and the bottom was a little swirled.

It was simple, but seeing it on every door really gave me a chill.

Everything might be cleaner, but the wind was still a thing. Actually, the day we landed in was really windy. And so it wasn't a surprise when William spotted a newspaper on the floor and picked it up to check the date.

"So, from when is this one?" I asked, walking to him.

He showed me the newspaper that had the same sign drawn on it as there was on the doors. I narrowed my eyes as he read the date. "Date says twenty-fifth June 2027."

"So my birthday. We landed on or after my birthday but in another universe. I know who we need to talk to."

I turned around and started walking in direction of where I was supposed to live. The only reason I wanted to talk to myself was of course really selfish. I am the only person I fully trust after all.

Before anyone could stop me, I rang the doorbell.

Door was opened by a girl of the same height as me. Actually, everything that I could tell was that I was in front of myself and it made me freak out on the inside since she actually wasn't me. She of course had exactly the same face features as I did and the eyes were the same colour but then again, she had those 'cool' nerdy glasses and the hair that were never ironed on my head were straight and as if she really wanted to destroy it before she got old, the points of hair were coloured to blond. She also had incredibly huge lot of make up on her face and she was just holding a teacup with an inspirational quote on them.

Her eyes travelled over me and then I hear her say: "I bet I was the first one to get a clone. I'm cooler than ..."

Okay. She's not just an average white girl? She also has to be a goddamned hipster?

"I'm not your clone. I'm you from the other universe," I silently explained.

"Cool! How big is your Starbucks cup collection?"

"I don't have one."

"What?"

"I should be the one saying that. You've got a Starbucks cups collection."