One-Shots and What-nots

11th Doctor x Reader

The Tardis doors opened and allowed all the smoke out. You coughed as you quickly went outside and took some deep breaths. "Ok! Y\N take notes. Never are we to cook with a mechanical combusted, three rolls of duct tape, with a potato grown from nuclear waste ever again!" You leaned against the Tardis. "That's what we were doing? I thought we were running away from the Zygon fleet you angered." The Doctor turned to you. "Well yes that's why we were running but I just happened to remember that other one." He tapped his head and looked down at you. "Might want to write that one down." The Doctor said rubbing his hands together. He turned his head to look at his surroundings but quickly turned back. Then he looked at you for a moment. "Did you change you hairstyle? It's sort of..." The Doctor stuck out his tongue and cheeks and waved his arms around.

You rolled your eyes. "No." You gestured to your hair. "THIS is the result of you deciding it would be a good idea to flick the Zygon General in the face." You tapped his chest. "Might want to write that one down Doctor." You crossed your arms and looked around at the unfamiliar planet. "Sooooo...." You blew air out of your mouth. "Where are we?" The Doctor looked around. "Mmmmmmm.... 41st century. Not earth that's for sure. But I seriously doubt the Zygons could have followed us here." He licked his finger then waved it around the air and stuck it back into his mouth. He took a moment to taste it as you made a face. "Possibly a human refuge planet." He concluded. You looked at him. "Possibly? So your saying were lost." "No, no of corse not. I never get lost." He looked you in the eye then turned away. You watched him rub his hands together. "So we are lost." You asked, happy to win an argument with a man who spoke mainly gibberish to you. "No. We know were on a habitable planet for human so that makes us ALMOST certainly lost. There's a huge difference."

You smiled before running into the Tardis and emerging a moment later with your backpack. "Then lets to explore Doc!" "What? Who said you could call me that? No. No. No. No.... we are not calling me that." The Doctor began pacing, redoing a lecture he had reviewed with your countless times. "We've discussed this a hundred times. It's THE Doctor. Just Doctor if you must. Not Doc. I'm not some cheap bunny animation...... annnndddd your gone." The Doctor looked around to see where you had gone. Hopefully this time you didn't lock him out of the Tardis. He finally caught sight of you and your Tardis-blue backpack. The Doctor watched you giggle as you ran up a nearby hill and waved to him. "This Way!" You yelled. "Alright! Alright. I'm coming." The Doctor jogged over to you and held out his arm. "Such a gentleman." You said, accepting the gesture. "Ready?" You nodded, grinning ear to ear. "Geronimo!!!" The Doctor said as the pair of you took off towards the unknown.

A/N: The 11th Doctor is my favorite after all, bow ties are cool. Anyway, back now from finals which means writing! :D Sorry for this one being so short. I didn't want to put too much random stuff in a ruin it. Anyway, hope you all have fabulous holidays because happy holidays are too mainstream...

~ApocalypseRaccoon (Fairy Tail killing me right now.... slowly) ;-;