Time Crash

Curses and Bumblebees

  Ten stretched his legs out as he sat upon the grass. The wind was blowing his hair in all directions as he gazed at the flowers next to him. Green grass covered the ground where they had landed and as far as the eye could see. It was strange, how perfect the day was, considering the circumstances.

  He couldn't stand just sitting there doing nothing though, so he sat up again. To his surprise, Rose was sitting next to him. He wondered why he hadn't heard her approach.

  "So apparently you're what The Doctor will look like in a few weeks." she stated. "My Doctor will look like you."

  "Yeah." he didn't know what to say. "Er, sorry. There's nothing you can do though. It's what keeps us alive."

She nodded. "Something happens to me in the future, I can tell."

  "Alot of things happen to you in the future." he said with a far off look.

  "But there's something big. Something life changing. I'm worried Doctor."

  "Rose, I can't tell you. I just can't."

  "How come I'm not with you in the future? I need to know so I can prevent it!" desperation was creeping into her voice. "I want to stay with you forever! Just tell me so that can be possible!"

  "I told you, I can't. It's the curse of the Timelords." With that he got up and walked away. She's definitely Rose alright. So stubborn while wanting to do what's best. Well gosh I really do lo-

  He shook his head. No sense dwelling on the past. Feeling lonely, he walked over to his other selves. They were busy talking about all the possibilities of why the TARDIS had vanished. Ten gladly joined in.

  Meanwhile a bumblebee was buzzing happily through the flowers. He was absolutely normal, besides the fact that he was 5 feet long and 3 feet wide. He was feeling quite hungry at the moment and decided to find some food. He saw the 3 timelords sitting in a circle and immediately felt his mouth water. Sooooo juicy.

  He examined his prey. The largest one looked a bit too tough, and he was one for quality before quantity,  so that ruled him out. The second largest was insanely skinny, which ruled him out too. That left the smallest. Small, but juicy.

  He crept in and observed his target. Such a silly one; he seemed in constant surprise of his own limbs. The bumblebee held still and prepared to pounce. 1..........2..........3! The fuzzy creature sprang upon Eleven and rolled him into his mouth.

  No matter how hard he screamed, the bee would not let go. Soon they were off, flying towards who knows where.

  Ten, trying to hold back laughs at the peculiar situation, screamed for the others to follow. With that, they set off in pursuit of Eleven, before the bee had his nice snack.