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Tibby

Tibby's POV

The Doctor has been acting weird since we got to the cafe.

First it was when she said that something is bad, then the question about the voice I heard, then she got distant and different...

And then, of course, you have the code and that comment about drowning in the sink...

The Doctor had made it a requirement to knows all kinds of codes, including existing and made up codes.

The code she used was obviously Morse Code, it took me a minute to find out what she was doing, but it was distracting since she was also talking to me...

The voice I had heard, the code, the Doctor... what is going on?

I sigh and turn on the sink in the bathroom to get a handful of water to splash on my face that would hopefully clear my thoughts.

My face tilts upward to meet my reflection in the mirror, I have an expressionless face like just about everyone else.

It seems that in the end all that happened was I got wet.

I sigh again and walk back to the table where the Doctor is sitting.

She pops her fingers. Loudly.

I stare at her, she doesn't ever pop her fingers... until today at least.

"Is... everything okay?" I ask her hesitantly.

She turns her gaze towards me with a small "hmm?" then she opens her mouth in an 'o' shape as if she just got what I was saying. She smiles at me with an all too innocent smile, a smile, who smiles around here?

She pops another finger and explains that "This is just to loosen up my fingers for the future."

I can't tell whether I'm impressed that she can pop her fingers or disgusted that she can pop her fingers. The one thing I can tell is that everything that is happening has an obvious answer and I'm too oblivious to notice what that is.

But if it has an obvious answer, then where does that answer lie?

I stop all train of thought and back up to the time when I was in the bathroom thinking. The Doctor glares at me. I was onto something with the connection between the voice and the Doctor's sudden distant attitude. 

Wait.

If the Doctor heard the voice in her head then she would pause and try to see what it's doing, so she must have heard that voice and then-

And then what? She got distant so she was probably lost in her thoughts or talking with that voice and then - then it seemed as though moving was hard for her, that doing anything would seem hard. She was struggling to move her hand that one time. But why, how?

The thoughts swirl around my brain and I can't find a good way to organize them. There's just too many questions and not enough information to answer them. 

Of course there is someone who might be able to answer them sitting right in front of me.

Wait, no. That's a bad idea. If the voice is still in the Doctor's head then it can hear what I'm saying and might even force things to happen-

Wait.

If the voice can force things to happen then it could have forced things to happen to the Doctor. But how would it be able to do that?

I run through all the possibilities in my head; it has the ability to communicate in your mind and force you to do things. The first part sounds like telepathy, but the last part doesn't really fit into that category, unless...

I remember the Doctor teaching me about everything. She once told me about telepathy and how it is "basically the communication of thoughts or ideas through unknown senses; for instance, telepathy could be communicating thoughts to other people through your mind" then she laughed "I have no idea how that works though, I need a physical connection to get into someone's mind."

If the voice is actually someone skilled with telepathy then is it that much of a reach to assume that when they send ideas to another person through telepathy then they could somehow force the person to do it, practically taking over their body?

Well if that is the case then why didn't they try that with me that one time I heard the voice?

The Doctor is an alien though, so maybe beings other than humans are easier to manipulate...

This is all too much. Other people might be easier to handle in situations like these, I don't fully know why the Doctor pulled me into this mess.

But she trusts me. I know that.

I also know that I will do whatever I can to help the Doctor, even if it means trying to come up with a logical explanation for this situation.

Right now I have only one very complex theory that probably isn't right. I just need more information on what is going on...

The Doctor gets up from her seat with a start. "Come on Tibby, we should take a walk around Tokyo."

I don't have the courage to tell her that we already took a walk around Tokyo.

I didn't think she could forget that so soon.

Then again, the being controlling the body in front of me may not be the Doctor at all.

I swallow what's left of my doubts and retain the expressionless mask that everyone now wears. "After you." I tell her, trying to be polite since she was the one who decided that we should take the walk again.

The Doctor smiles at me, "How kind of you Tibby!" She says, her smile seems fake and her voice sounds like it was forced into being that sweet-sounding. 

All I have to do is play along in this game we found ourselves in. I don't know how many players there are yet, but I do know that as of now I am one of them. 

I must win for the Doctor and Maggie.

I will find out what is going on here, but the way to do that is by gathering more information to make logical assumptions off of. I inwardly smile to myself, I'm lucky to know a place that stores all kinds of information.

The "Doctor" smirks to herself.

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Okaye, I know it's 11:32 at night and I know that this might be considered a bit late and that the cliffhanger for this one isn't as good (I'm sorry, I just didn't know what to do!) but the next chapter will be better. I promise.

Especially since it's a Maggie chapter and I have an actual idea on where to take that.

I have a few warnings: don't get into sports anime (you're life is done for) and don't get into Patroclus/Achilles (oml what am I now)

I found a "dubstep" version of Baby Elephant Walk.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1JxpPl6RiQ8

Also, I was in the middle of writing this chapter when I decide it's prime time to go onto tumblr and holy schist my dash was filled with the supernatural fandom just complaining about the new episode and how everyone hates how the directors/writers are trying to make Dean/Amara work (personally Destiel is life and waaaay more canon)

So earlier my friend sent me a crack fic with like all of my OTPs from Haikyuu and I dropped my phone a total of 3 times; I fell on the floor because I was literally unable to hold myself up anymore because of the laughter twice; and I eventually settled on the floor where I thought I was safe, but was proven wrong at the end where I managed to curl into a ball and roll backwards (how does that happen without you knowing about it???)

Welp, that is my life rant for the week.

Thank all of you who have made it this far and please comment, vote, and/or follow (you don't have to though)

So long and thanks for all the fish!

-Mayo3452

P.S. HGTTG is great

P.P.S. HGTTG stands for Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy in case you didn't know ;)