"No. Way," I gasped, seeing the inside of the box, "It's so much... Bigger on the inside!"
"Mmhmm," he nodded, "Pretty cool, eh?"
"What's it for?" I questioned, catching a glimpse of the control panel with the most obscure buttons and switches and other various devices I'd ever seen.
"I can't really tell you," he replied, stepping up to the control panel, slowly, trying to paste a grin on his face, "I'll just have to show you."
"Okay," I allowed, hoping up on the railing and watching him mess with a few controls. He flipped a switch and sent the police box rumbling and shaking about. I would have fallen off the other side of the railing had he not swooped over and rescued me.
"Thanks," I mumbled, a slight blush coming to my face. He smiled back, sadly, and returned to the controls.
"What just happened?" I scratched my head, "What'd you do?"
"This here is a Type 40 TARDIS," the Doctor explained, "It stands for Time And Relative Dimension In Space. It can take you anywhere, anywhen in the entire universe. It's a space ship."
"Nah. It's a... Spime machine," I mumbled, the odd thought popping in my head, "Space and Time. Spime."
The Doctor just stared at me in disbelief.
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Forgotten By Time (Book Three - The Double Era Series)
RandomWith her memories gone, the Doctor has a second first encounter with Aeon Rider and, once again, invites her to go traveling almost immediately. With the idea of "Spime" travel being so very thrilling, Aeon insisted on a trip to America, but when on...
