Whouffaldi Smut Oneshots - Our Little Secrets

Chapter 1

Whouffaldi Smut One Shots! Prompts are welcome!

Set a few days after Hell Bent - the Doctor didn't use the neural block! Twelve and Clara end up in a room with some old faces. They end up playing truth or dare and things get a little bit... heated. Enjoy!

The TARDIS landed, after much persuasion from the Doctor.

"Where are we?" Clara asked as the two exited the TARDIS. They were now in a large but empty room, the floor was made of wood and the walls were made of stone. The roof was also quite high. The Doctor closed the door behind him before heading to the centre of the large room. There lay an unlit campfire... why would anyone need an unlit campfire indoors? In one corner of the room there was a bar and in another corner there was a TV set and some sofas. The lights were dimmed and there were a number of different doors leading off into unknown rooms.

"Why has the Tardis brought us here?" the Doctor wondered as Clara made her way over to him. A familiar sound filled their ears, causing the two time travellers to look behind them. They saw another TARDIS appear next to the Doctor's. Out came a very familiar face. A man with floppy brown hair and a recognisable bow tie.

"B-But... how? That's you." Clara whispered. A woman with ginger hair and man followed Eleven out of the TARDIS.

"Doctor? Where are we?" the woman asked.

Eleven looked around before his eyes landed on us, "I don't know, Amy." he said. The three made their way over to Twelve and Clara, "You must be future me." Eleven spoke, "Considering that you have a Tardis."

"Yes..." Twelve grumbled. He didn't particularly want to talk to his terrible previous self. Clara realised that Eleven must not have met her yet. Twelve instantly recognised Amy and Rory, making him feel a pang of guilt inside.

Clara held out her hand to Amy, "I'm Clara. The Doctor's..." she paused, "Companion."

"Friend." the Doctor, Clara's Doctor, corrected. Clara gave him a slight look of shock at that comment. She'd never actually heard him call her a 'friend'.

Amy took her hand, "Amy. That's my husband Rory." Rory gave a slight wave as Amy and Clara retracted their hands. The sound of the TARDIS filled the room once again. Another one appeared next to Eleven's, this time a woman with blonde hair walked out. She was followed by another woman with ginger hair and man with wild brown hair.

"That's also your previous self, I assume." Clara spoke to Twelve. He nodded. Both Eleven and Twelve looked at Rose and Donna. Rose. And Donna. Just all kinds of emotions flowed through them.

"Great!" Ten exclaimed, "I become old!"

"You always were old!" Twelve replied as Ten, Donna and Rose approached.

After introductions, everyone started to explore the... house? Clara watched as her Doctor walked along the edge of walls, scanning with his sonic. She shifted on her bar stool as a glass of wine remained in her hand. She almost jumped when Amy sat next to her, a glass in her own hand, "Er..." Clara started, "Yes?"

"You know him. Don't you? My Doctor." Amy wondered.

Clara nodded, "Yeah. Previous version of Mr Grumpy over there."

"Mr Grumpy." Amy smiled, "Is he always so... grumpy as you put it?"

"To most people he is." she replied as she took a sip, her gaze never leaving Twelve.

Amy then raised her eyebrow at Clara, "Hmm..."

"What?" Clara looked away from Twelve to look at Amy.