Whouffaldi Week 2k16

Day 4: I don't trust the Universe

A/N: Wow, so the end of last week was not a very good week for me and with all that I had going on, writing was not able to happen. I will finish these last 3 and here is the 4th one (supposed to be written for Day 4 of whouffaldi week).

Day 4 of whouffaldiweek2k16 !

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Day Four - [March 24]: 'make a wish', winter, fairy lights.

"I don't trust the Universe"

"A nice, calm, quiet planet Doctor, you can do that." The Doctor, talking to himself in a loud whisper, tried to think of a place that matched that description. Clara had asked him if they could settle down for a bit, not a boring place but somewhere with no monsters. He spun around the console, trying to conjure up such a place but his mind was a bit distracted.

Today, they went to a market where they accidentally ran into the local gang and had to run for their life, as usual. But this time, he shoved them into a corner, hiding them away from the charging entourage. The small space was dark and tight, their bodies pressed close together. He couldn't stop his mind from wondering, taking note of how perfectly they fitted together. They had started into each other's eyes, slowly closing in on the others mouths but were interrupted by a bright light. The next thing they knew, a man in a dark suit with a squid looking face was interrogating them.

Turns out that when Clara and him first arrived, they had interrupted a major operation that the gang had been planning for months. In return for destroying the delicately organized criminal activity, the suited man declared that Clara must marry his son. Long story short, the Doctor crashed a wedding, exposed that the leaders son was already secretly engaged to someone named Joseph and they got to the TARDIS before they could be vaporized.

"Wait! I've got it!" The Doctor cheered, throwing his hands up in joy.

"Got what, Doctor?" Clara said as she entered the room, skipping to his side, she looked at him with hope in her eyes.

"I found the perfect place for us to relax at. It has-" but he halted in his excited speech, "I-i'll just wait until we get there."

The Doctor nodded and lowered his head, Clara gave a confused look towards him but then shrugged her shoulders. It's not that he was sad or anything, more like he was shy and nervous about Clara's reaction to their new destination

When the TARDIS landed, the Doctor opened the door, holding it for Clara to walk through. She poked her head out but didn't look outside yet. Instead, she was smiling up at him.

"So, where have you taken me."

"Look out and see, Clara."

She laughed and turned her head to the planet, bringing her body to stand next to his. A gasp escaped her as she finally saw the landscape in front of her.

It was nighttime on the planet, millions of starts where scattered across the deep blue sky. Hills rolled down to a beach in the distance, the waves lapping the shore with their quiet crashes.

But the thing that was most spectacular was the flakes falling from the sky. Even though it felt like a warm summer evening, with a soft breeze, snow fell from the sky and whisked around them.

"The atmosphere above the planet is cold but the surface is warm. Due to the water, I say water but it is more like a chemical compound of organic liquids and a dash of water, it freezes and then falls to earth, keeping its crystalized form. Sadly when it hits the ground, the warmer earth makes the crystals melt back to their liquid states."

Clara had stopped looking at the scene before her and was focused on the Doctor now. He had that excited look and twinkle in his eye that he got when explaining alien things.

Then he took her hand and they walked down to the beach. Snow fell from the sky, laying on the grass then disappearing within a heartbeat.

As they sat down upon the sand, the Doctor motioned to the right with his hands. Clara could see a forest not to far from the shore, it's silhouette dark and looming. Suddenly, a small flash of light illuminated the darkness and flew towards the sky. Millions of lights flickered Into existence, making the forest glow and trees cast lo gated shadows.

"It's beautiful... How, how is that possible." Clara turned her head to look at the man beside her but quickly returned to watch the magical scene on the horizon.

"This planet is also inhabited by fey creatures. On the night of the first snowfall, all the fairies celebrate and emerge from their dwellings."

As the Doctor continued to babble about the other inhabitants and their harmonious celebratory customs, Clara couldn't help but stare at him and smile.

She lost track of his speech and watched the way his lips formed words, his tongue sometimes moistening his mouth. Oh, how she wanted to kiss those thin lips, caressing his flesh with her own-

"- So you're supposed to make a wish." The Doctor's voice rose in her mind again. Clara shook her head trying to rid herself of the inappropriate thoughts, in turn focusing on his words.

"Okay, so you make this wish, then what?" She asked, trying to appear like she had been invested in his story the whole time.

"I don't know how it works, Clara, it's most likely just old tales that inspire children's dreams, but it's fun to hope. Maybe you just have to trust that the universe will follow through." He smiled sincerely at her, his normal silver and blue eyes now mixed with a swirl of green. "As for the wishing part, I suppose you just close your eyes and ... well, wish!"

He closed his eyes and raised his head to the sky, his face divulged of line or worry. She could see that he was 'wishing' and she wondered what about. Clara turned her gaze to the sky, thinking to herself about what she wanted most in the universe.

Him

The silvered hair Scottish alien next to her. As she opened her eyes, she gasped as she saw the Doctor inches from her face. His jaw was set and his eyes appeared to be staring at her mouth.

"Doctor, what are you-"

Her words were silenced by his lips. His hands grasped her face and cradled it while her brain tried to respond to what was happening. She started to kiss back when he moved away but then he rested his forehead on hers. Their breaths were harsh and a smile bloomed across both their faces.

"Are you going to tell me what that was all about?" Clara questioned.

"I don't trust the universe."

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A/N: This is not my most favourite work but eh, it will do I suppose /:

ps: I hope you understand the last line, I tried to be witty...(: