When We Travel Book 2 | Whouffaldi

Chapter 6: Another Baby?

The Doctor's POV

After dropping everyone off, Clara and I were the only ones left standing in the console room.

I smiled, "We should have another."

"Another?" Clara asked in confusion.

"Another baby." I added.

"That is a terrible idea." Clara paused. She then smirked at me, "Lets do it."

My smile grew, "Lets just hope that we don't end up having triplets."

"Oh god, five children would literally kill me." Clara stated. Clara's smile was replaced by a concerned and confused look. She raised her eyebrow at the Tardis door, "Erm... Doctor. Why is there smoke coming from under the door?" I turned to look at the door.

"I... don't know." I replied in confusion. I let out a yawn, "You know..." Another yawn, "For once, I actually feel quite tired."

Clara then also yawned, "I think I just need to... have a lie down." We both made our way to the console room floor, Clara's head resting on my shoulder as both of our eyes fell shut.

Clara's POV

"Doctor, wake up!" I exclaimed as I punched him in the shoulder.

His eyes snapped open, "Ow! Gods, why do you love using violence so much?!" he questioned as he quickly stood up. He then raised his eyebrow, "Erm... Clara. Where are we exactly?"

"Somewhere that shouldn't exist..." I muttered as I grabbed his hand.

"Why is everything so..." he paused, trying to think of the correct work, "Blocky?"

"Have you ever heard of something called... Minecraft?" I asked. He shook his head. "Well... this is basically Minecraft." I pulled him through the field and up a hill.

"Clara, this is a VERY strange hill." Once we reached the top, I could see a village in the distance. We ran down the hill and towards the village. The Doctor glared at one of the villagers, "You! Tell us how to get out of here!"

"Hmm." the villager replied.

"That is not an answer!" the Doctor complained.

"Hmm."

"Why does he keep saying 'Hmm'?!"

"Hmm."

"Clara, I'm going insane."

"You went insane a long time ago." I assured.

"Hmm."

"I've only been here for five minutes and I already hate it." the Doctor mumbled.

I sighed, "Well, we're going to have to build a house. If we want to survive. Just until we can find a way out of here."

"Did you just say 'build a house'?"

I nodded, "It's not as difficult as it sounds." I lead him towards some trees, "Punch it." I said.

"I'm sorry. What?" he questioned.

"Punch the tree." I told him.

"That doesn't sound very safe, love."

"Doctor. Punch the tree." I told him once again, he looked at the tree with concern, "You punched a wall for four and a half billion years. I'm pretty sure that you can punch a tree for a few seconds."

He muttered, "Don't bring up those four and a half billion years."

I pulled him in to a hug, "I only bring it up because you did that for me." I leaned up and pecked him on the lips, "Now punch the tree. Trust me. You don't have to punch it too hard." He pulled away with a sigh. He finally punched the tree, lightly, "And again." he continued to punch the tree until it finally broke.