Chapter 2

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by NotAmyPondOrRory

by NotAmyPondOrRory

"OH. MY GOD. WHAT THE FRICK FRAK PADDY WACK IS THAT" I yelled. Yes I'm okay. No. Nope. I'm not. "OH GOD THERE'S A DUDE!" Like I didn't just state the obvious. But in all seriousness. THERE IS A DUDE AND HE IS WALKING OUT. Wait. I know what that is. Why am I freaking out. Oh yeah. THERE IS A DUDE. STANDING. OUTSIDE MY HOUSE. HOW ARE PEOPLE NOT SEEING THIS. Oh that's right. It's 1:00 in the morning. Okay seriously, I look like a mental case just staring out my window like this. You know what? I'm going outside.

" Hey!" I yell. Looks like I got his attention. "What are you doing?" Better not be a long answer. "Oh hello! Is this you're garden? I'm SO sorry!" He answers. "No need. Uh. What's your name?" I ask. "The doctor!" He responds. Okaay. "Doctor what?" I ask. "Huh, that's funny. People don't usually ask that." The Doctor responds. "We'll I'm not a usual person." I stated.

"Ah. Good to know. Come here."

"Why?"

" Just come here."

" you're not a pedophile are you?"

" what's that?"

Okay. I'm going. Despite the fact that I have no idea who this man is.

I slowly walk up to The Doctor. He looks sane. He's got this little poof of hair on his forehead. His hair is pretty great too. He's got a little redish bow tie. He seems to take pride in it because he fixes it after any vigorous movement. He's wearing a little suit too. Classy. He looks like he could be in his mid-thirties. Okay. I guess that's fine. I'm just going to go ahead and guess that that blue box isn't mine anymore. It's his.

"Good girl." He says. " I have to ask you something." He begins " I need you're help. Well.... I have no clue where I am." He uttered. " Well, right now you're in Pittsburgh, Pensilvania. And if you're looking for adventure, You won't find it here." I answered. Everything I said was true. I might as well be in the most uneventful place in the whole universe. Besides Vermont. " I'll be on my way then. Thank you for you're help." He called out as he walked away from the patch of grass where I stood stone-still. " Wait!" I stammer. " um.....what's that blue box for?" I asked. " Wibbly-Wobbly-Timey-Wimey stuff. Very hard to understand." He answers back. " Really? Try me." I sassed. He then invited me inside the teenie tiny blue box. I hadn't had a clue how anyone could find interest in it. But as I stepped inside I realized. " It's bigger on the inside!" I exclaimed.