Evangeline 'Eva' Evans was trying to be a normal Muggle teenager after the war. That all gets thrown out the window when a certain big-eared, leather wearing Time Lord waltzes back into her life and they meet a blonde in a shop while trying to save...
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I was in my room, finishing my hair, I decided to do a fishtail braid (ignore the hair in the photo). All of a sudden the TARDIS shakes and I fall on my butt and the shaking gets worse.
"What?" I mutter, getting up and stumbling to the door and down the corridor toward the control room.
"Eva, mauve!" the Doctor yells in my mind.
My eyes widen and I pick up the pace. When I get to the console room, the TARDIS was going mad and the Doctor was rushing about the console, Rose trying to hold on.
"What's the emergency?" Rose calls over the noise.
"It's mauve!" the Doctor tells her, pressing buttons and pulling levers frantically.
"Mauve?" Rose asks, frowning in confusion.
"The universally recognized color for danger," I tell her, rushing over to help the Doctor.
"What happened to red?" Rose frowns more.
"Oh, that's just us humans," I snort.
"By everyone else's standards, red's camp," the Doctor puts in. "Oh, the misunderstandings; all those red alerts, all that dancing," he shakes his head, making me giggle.
I look at the monitor and I see a cylindrical... what the hell is that?
"It's got a very basic flight computer- I've hacked in, slaved the TARDIS; where it goes, we go," the Doctor comes up by my shoulder.
"You did what!?" I round on him, making him wince at the volume.
"And how safe is it?" Rose asks hesitantly, glancing at me as I glare at the Doctor.
"Not at all," I shake my head at the same time the Doctor says: "totally," just before part of the console explodes.
"You idiot!" I shout at him. "I know, old girl, I know," I coo, stroking the console as she hums at the Doctor angrily.
"Ok, reasonably... should have said reasonably there," the Doctor mutters. "Oh, no, no, no, no, no! It's jumping time tracks, getting away from us!" he exclaims and I try and get a lock on it.
"What exactly is this thing?" Rose asks, coming over beside me.
"I don't know," I shrug. "Doctor?"
"No idea," he shakes his head.
"And why are we chasing it?" Rose demands, trying to keep her grip on the
"It's mauve and dangerous and about 30 seconds from the center of London," the Doctor retorts.
"Besides, it's a bit fun," I smile at her, making the Doctor laugh.
