A/N HELLOOOO THEREEEE!!! THIRTY READS!? I am counting for the whole book :) I'm not going to ask for limits on individual chapters for me to update.. I think that's mean. I'm writing this simply because I love to write for other people's enjoyment.
I'm not going to say that votes and comments aren't awesome(because they are and they are highly appreciated!)
they just aren't my motivation. Well enjoy this chapter..
It has been four days, where the heck is he? I have drawn thirty six pictures of the doctor and every time his face getting madder. The Daleks keep giving me stale food. I guess an ugly girl like me only deserves that much. I wonder what he's thinking. He might have even forgotten me! No, he promised. Sitting on my bed I hear the squeaky turn of the doorknob and the door opens. A couple of dalmans -which is what I have decided to call them-come through the door. I drop my locket under my pillow so they won't take it from me. They drag me away and back down the stairs.
"Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow." I mutter as my feet clomp down the stairs.
They drag me into a white room with a two way mirror. I have the mirrored side so I guess they are watching me. The two dalmans grab my arms and pick me up off the ground, enough that my feet are dangling and flailing around. Two more come out with an operation table. They strap me to the table and tear my shirt open, then they leave the room. Not long after, the dalmans return with blades. They are going to dissect me!
They come over and start to draw on my chest. Three lines, four places. They bring out the blade, ready to cut. This is going to hurt. I need to mentally prepare myself for this. It's getting closer and closer. It buzzes to life. The cold operating table isn't exactly comforting. I wonder when the doctor is going to save me. Actually I hope it's not right now when I'm hanging out with my tee shirt and bra cut open. That would be embarrassing.
The two way mirror shatters. Oh great. wait. no. OH GREAT! A smile spreads across my face. The Doctor stands with a smirk on his face. He came to save me! Maybe a little late but he still came. He does something with his sonic. It must have been a seriously high frequency because dalmans powered down. He runs over to me and sonics the straps securing me to the table.
"Are you okay?" he asks concerned.
"Yes. Do you believe me now?"
"Believe what?"
"I have boobs!" I exclaim with a smile. he looks at me with squinted eyes. his cheeks redden.
He takes off his tweed jacket and hands it to me.
I slip it over my shoulders and look up to him and smile.
"Thank you," I tell him. He nods in response.
"Let's get out of here."
"NO WAIT MY LOCKET!" I whisper-scream.
"Where is it?!"
"In my cell," I say like a child about to be punished.
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