The Rules Of Time Travel: An Eleventh Doctor Fanfic

Rule Number Two: Don't Trust A Singer.

> "Two honey soy chicken and a greatful attitude for my boyfriend, please."
> "For the tweflth time, WE. ARE. NOT. DATING."
> "Ugh, you're no fun."

An hour later we're sitting on the floor of the TARDIS, either eating or thinking. I trace my hand along the walls of the TARDIS, staring up at the sunflowers painted along in a row.

"So." The brunet boy in the corner suddenly speaks up. "Why am I here?"
Slurping up the rest of my noodles, I swipe my mouth and turn to him. "I need your help with something." I get up from the ground and take a sip of my crimson drink. "There's an artist, Kylie. A very talented and popular artist, but she's very...suspicious. TARDIS, can you pull up the statistics of exactly how fast she rose to fame?" I ask the red box and a low pitched whirring confirms she's working on it. The screen pops up with an amber-haired lady in her mid 20's and a line graph showing exactly how many copies of her songs people have bought, and the amount of streams. "You see that? That's 5 million streams a day, and 15 million copies have been sold. She literally recorded a song and then she's famous." I take another sip from my drink and he leans closer to the graph, intriuged.
"So no past records, tv shows, nothing?"
"Nothing."
"Huh." He takes another look at the graph and then speaks up again. "Has she got any plans? As in to drop an album or other song?"
"Not that I know of, no."
Liz takes out her phone, giving me a 'help?' look and I nod.

A couple of minutes later and she's spoken up. "What I found is that she's releasing tour dates in two weeks, a new song next week, and a special announcement in a month."
"But why so quickly? How is she so famous, in such little time?" I take a last sip from my drink and put the drink down.
"Well the interweb-" I giggle as he messes up the name "-can spread videos very quickly, but I've never seen anything like this all of a sudden. It can take years to get to this point, and nothing has happened before, so..." He runs his hands through his fluffy almond hair and sighs. "We can always give it time, I guess?"
"What do you mean, give it time? We should go into the future to find out what's going to happen...right?" Liz asks, thinking that would be the obvious choice.
"Yes, we could but finding out all the answers is alot more fun." I slam down a lever and press a couple of buttons and the famous TARDIS noise goes off. "Liz?"
"Yeah?"
"Might wanna change."
"Um...into what?"
"Something that actually looks good, maybe?"
"Seriously? I thought it was going to be something important!"
"Honey, if I think your outfit is awful then damn right it's important."
*****
As the TARDIS landed, Elora-Evangeline couldn't help but wonder why she asked one of the male versions of herself to join her.
It was almost as if she was forced, she didn't remember choosing him.
Shrugging it off, she linked her arm around the now fully changed Eliza and beckoned for the strange man in her TARDIS to come along.
Hesitating, he straightened his black bowtie and followed the two best friends.

"So!" I exclaimed, locking the TARDIS door. "Where to sta-" I stutter to a stop as I make eye contact with a familiar person. "Um, we uh- need to get out of here. Like now." I start to pull both of their hands, attempting to run back to the TARDIS.
"What do you mean, we just got here?" Liz asked, confused.
"Um I know, I'm the one who brought you here but seriously, we need to leave. Now." I wriggle out of her grip and run towards the TARDIS, desperate to avoid a certain person.
"Doctor! And...Elora?" I hear a certain scottish voice call out and I wince.
"Dammit Amelia, why do you always have to do this."

ANOTHER CHAPTER WHIP  *yeets herself out a window*
Shoutout to my best friend Izzy 'cos she's cool (hi if you actually got around to reading this ilya and wish we can meet up soOoOon 💖💖💖💖)

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Hope you enjoyed

REMEMBER:
Stay In School,
Eat dem veiggies
And DONT BLINK. :)
- Lunity Moonity x