Drabbles and Containment by A Forum User

Drabble Fifty-Eight - The Tardis

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~Sang~

"Are you going to explain or not?" I asked. The Doctor frowned.

"I asked you first."

"I was sat in a tree, you appeared in a police box, and I fell out of said tree in surprise. Your turn."

"...I don't want to say."

"But-"

The Doctor put a finger on my lips to hush me and out of reflex, I opened my mouth and like I did with Nathan's finger chewed slightly.

I was frozen in embarrassment, him in shock.

"...Sang?" He asked quietly. I took his hand out of my mouth and blushed furiously.

"Sorry. Reflex."

"Reflex?"

I nodded, feeling awkward at having to explain. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to care.

"Why would it be a reflex?"

"Oh. I, um, I do that with one of my friends," I explained quickly.

"You chew on your friend's finger?"

"Yup."

"That's...Strange."

I gaped at him, hands on hips.

"Says the man appearing in a police box wearing a bow tie!"

He pointed a finger at me sternly.

"Hey. Bow ties are cool. Don't insult the bow tie."

"That reminds me. You haven't explained why you appeared in the box."

"It's not a box. It's the TARDIS."

"...Tardis?"

"It stands for Time And Relative Dimension In Space."

"And it can appear randomly in the woods?"

"It can appear anywhere."

"So...We could go to Rome? Right now?"

"My dear, with this we could go to Rome back when it was built."

I burst out laughing. I was clutching my sides as I rolled about on the floor. This was ridiculous. A time travelling box? Did he expect me to believe that? I mean, maybe it could teleport. Weirder things have happened, right? And I saw it with my own eyes. But travel in time?!

"Could you stop laughing?"

I continued my giggling.

"It's annoying."

I didn't stop.

"You are ridiculous."

"I'M ridiculous? So says the bow tie wearing time traveler!"

"What did I say about the bow tie? It's off limits."

I frowned, standing again and brushing myself off.

"Why so defensive of the bow tie?"

"It's my lucky bow tie."

"Right..."

We stared at each other for a moment.

I decided to use common courtesy. What could go wrong?

"Would you like to go to my house for lunch?"

The Doctor grinned at me.

"Have any fish fingers and custard?"

Wow. Just wow.

"I'm...I'm sure we can work something out."

"Excellent!" He rubbed his hands together. "Lead the way!"