Twelve, Eleven, Ten

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Lyra's POV
I woke up in my bed and instantly got presentable for the day. Going into the halls was a adventure it's self. Stopping at a dark room I sighed. "Lights." I spoke to her. She lit the room up to reveal the doctors first console. "Oooo! I loved this console!" I said going and sitting in one of the seats. "Where is the doctor anyway?" I asked. She made a sad sound. "What's wrong?" I asked patting the console. I suddenly herd the doctor's voice echoing from the halls, but I couldn't tell which one. "Come on! Skyla is waiting for you!" He finally said, entering the room. 12. The tardis spoke before I left the room. Somthing wasn't right. Coming into the right console room I was meet with skyla. "How long has it been for you?" I ask carefully. "Been two years. But its okay." She says sadly but then at the end smiles. "Come on girls, we got cake and soda waiting for us." The doctor said with childish enthusiasm. I smiled us following him outside. The doctor glance at skyla for a second as they seems to exchange a secret message between each other. 12. Eleven. Twelve. Don't leave. Dont- The tardis was cut off by something I didn't know. I was becoming scared of something unseen. "Something wrong?" The doctor asked. He draped an arm over me as he looked me in the eyes. "No, nothing wrong. It's just, why does it feel like something bad is gonna happen?" I asked him. He then looked concerned. "Well I can assure nothing is gonna go wrong." He said with a smile.
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Well he was right about one thing, nothing deathly went wrong. He only blew up the cake he mentioned earlier with his sonic. And now there was bits of cake everywhere in skyla's home. Skyla got upset and said we had to spend the night cleaning it up. After she left for bed at ten at night, we started to clean. "So you okay?" I asked. "Why do you ask?" He said wiping the counter where the cake once was.
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A\N: It's coming soon, the unforgettable day. Don't forget a face, don't. Get your tissues ready, cause I got mine. Grab your sonics and pretend to pick the door and then to lock it tour self and cry.

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