YA' KNOW WHAT???
I haven't written a story in here for like a thousand years (I've had writer's block), so HERE YOU GUYS GO!
And yep, here is the inevitable...
WHY WAS 6 AFRAID OF 7??!?
BECAUSE 7-8-9!!!!!!!!!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH*inhales*AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm hilarious.
Also, I've always wanted to start a story with the words, "The Doctor sneezed", so...
The Doctor sneezed.
Actually, three different Doctors all sneezed at the same time, all alone in their TARDISes, at the same moment in different points in the Vortex. And of course when things like this happen in the Time Vortex, wibbly-wobbly things happen.
*
"A-choo!"
The Seventh Doctor sniffled dignifiedly into a handkerchief. Well, I'm not quite sure why that happened, he thought. I don't often sneeze. It's not a Time Lord reflex, is it? I must be spending too much time on Earth.
*
"A-choo!"
The Eighth Doctor threw the tissue paper into the garbage. Interesting, he thought. I must have a cold. Or something, I'm not really that certain. After all, I am half human, right? At least, I think... I am?
*
"A-choo!"
The Ninth Doctor slid his nose quickly across his jacket sleeve and frowned. Well that was odd, he thought. I don't think Time Lords sneeze.
*
S-th-ooooooooooommm-brr-ploph! said the TARDIS console.
Two of the three Doctors jumped forwards at once and started flicking levers and tapping buttons, while the Eighth walked into a pillar and almost fell over before attempting to do the same. Each Doctor's TARDIS began to whirr smoothly, dragging them off through the Vortex with no one having any idea where they were going. After a few seconds of confusion...
Whump! said the TARDIS console.
*
The Seventh Doctor opened the door of his TARDIS, only to slam it back shut in confusion. He was, somehow, still in the Vortex, swirling violet, white and blue all around him. However, the TARDIS was seemingly stable, not rocking or shaking like normal objects would in the Time Vortex. He opened the door again and jumped when he saw what he saw.
*
The Eighth Doctor opened the door of his TARDIS, only to slam it shut again. He was somehow still in the Vortex, swirling green, blue and black all around him. He frowned. How was that possible? How was any of this possible? But he opened the door again, and jumped when he saw what he saw.
*
The Ninth Doctor opened the door of his TARDIS, only to stare out into the impossibly still-there Time Vortex, swirling red, blue and violet all around him. He turned, just a bit to the right, and saw another TARDIS, stuck to the side of his own. One that looked like a Police Box, just like his.
With a face that he once knew leaning out right back at him. On that person's far side, another of his faces. He drew in a sharp breath.
And of course, being the daredevil he was, he swung straight from his TARDIS to the one on his right.
*
Seven stumbled backwards, shocked. This random stranger Gallifreyan, with a TARDIS mark 40 just like his, had jumped into his TARDIS, exposing himself to the Time Vortex. And he was still alive and not insane, somehow. Admirable. Or maybe he was insane. Maybe that was why he had jumped in the first place. A suicide attempt, perhaps?
*
Eight saw Nine jump into Seven's TARDIS and was slightly confused. What was he supposed to do to get into the middle TARDIS? He sure wasn't jumping. And for some reason, his TARDIS wouldn't respond to him at the moment. He thought for a second. Then...
Oh, of course! Eight raced off to find his old motorcycle. With a few modifications, it would do.
*
Nine was still immensely bewildered. He didn't remember any of this happening. He started when Seven tapped him on the shoulder.
*
Seven tapped Nine on the shoulder. What was this young Gallifreyan punk thinking, jumping through the Vortex into another TARDIS? Insane! It was incredibly dangerous.
"Excuse me there, you. What on earth were you thinking, jumping to my TARDIS like that? You must know that it is against the rules of the High Time Lords to exit your own TARDIS when in the Vortex-"
There was a loud revving noise as a motorcycle came flying into Seven's TARDIS. Another Gallifreyan who Seven didn't know half climbed, half fell off of it and stood up, brushing the dirt of his green vest. Seven groaned.
*
Nine walked over to the motorcycle, appreciatively running his hands over the rough, worn metal, "I remember this," he said fondly, giving it a pat. He glanced up, just to realize that both Seven and Eight were staring at him.
"Ah," he said.
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The Doctors Meet Each Other- A book of Doctor-vs.-Doctor encounters
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