I Found A Little Blue Box

Zeiton

TEAGANNE

I awoke to the startling sound of a bell. What was it called, the Chrysler bell? The bell was getting rather annoying, so I shuffled the midnight sky off my body and pulled myself out of bed. It was nearly a week after I had found the Doctor, lost and alone, in his library. It felt like forever to me...

"Doctor," I grumbled when I had gotten into the hallway. But when I looked around to see an alarming shade of mauve emitting from the corridor, I broke into a stumbling sprint.

"Doctor!" I skidded past corridors, not quite sure where to go, but I knew that the TARDIS would take me there. My mind was foggy from the early morning running that I scarcely noticed that I had passed the console room a few moments ago. Stumbling backwards, I tripped over the grating on the floor surrounding the TARDIS console.

"Teaganne!" The Doctor's head popped up from an open panel across the room. "You're up!"

I glanced up to see his tourtise-shell specs balanced on the bridge of his nose, his hair slightly messed up and sky high, a vibrant green tie, and his blue, button down undershirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His eyes peered down at my sparky synthetic blue slouch shirt and grey sweat pants, completed with a black, silk, housecoat tied around my waist.

"Why are you wearing that?"

I sighed, a bit over-dramatically, and rolled my eyes. "I just woke up! Geez, for a 'superior' Time lord you sure do miss alot."

"Oi!"

"And what's with the noise?" I scrunched my nose and looked up to the glass tube in the center of the room. "Isn't that the... Uh..."

"Cloister bell."

"Doesn't that mean..."

"That we're in trouble? Yes, yes it does."

"Stop that!"

"What?" He asked smugly with a long smirk on his face.

I waved off his cockeyness for the time being, wondering why he was suddenly in such a brilliant mood - and what the heck he was doing with the open panel.

"Soo..." I poked, drawing out the vowel. "What're you up to?"

"Well..." He began, hopping out of his little hole. "The TARDIS locked onto a sighting of BAD WOLF in someplace I've never been before, but the Zeiton crystals routed out when I tried to land her. So!"

He replaced the metal grating on top of the hole and grabbed his pinstriped jacket. "We need to go shopping!"

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Half an hour later, the Doctor and I strolled through an intergalactic marketplace. The Doctor was beaming with joy and enthusiasm, looking at every odd thing - like a kid in a candy store! While I, on the other hand, was simply trying to keep up with the energetic alien.

"So what is Zeiton anyway?" I asked when he had finally calmed down enough to service a question. "What does it do?"

"Zeiton - well... more specifically Zeiton-7 - was a rare fuel that was used by TARDISes. It's used to generate orbital energy, which allows the ship to move."

"And whats-"

"Wrong with the Zeiton levels?" He cut me off - again. "Well we couldn't land, but we could move. I think were just running a bit low on some Zeiton!"

"So... were basically at a gas station?"

"Basically, yep."

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We twisted through a maze of vendors until the Doctor evidently found the right one. It was a bit of a hassle to wrestle the very last Zeiton-7 fuel out of the vendor's grubby little yellow hands - I ended up having to give up my nearly brand new, limited edition, pink and black Chuck Taylor Converse, and the Doctor his bright green tie - apparently dyed using blood from a very rare species of alien. 

"That was all a bit unnecessary." I huffed, straying away from crouds and walking trough the very center of the loosely tiled street in nothing but my socks.

"Remind me why I'm doing this again?" he groaned.

I stopped and turned to face his annoyed form as he lugged the jar of Zeiton crystals in his arms. I gave him a gentle smile, "For Rose."