The Rules Of Time Travel: An Eleventh Doctor Fanfic

Rule Number Six: Never Keep A Cat A Secret

> "SINCE WHEN DO WE HAVE A CAT?"
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I sigh and give eleven a 'we'll talk later,' look and sit on the railings.
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(Third person, 6am)
Elora sat in the console room and took out a paintbrush from her set. She dipped it in a apple green and proceeded to paint strokes up the wall like grass. As she painted, millions of thoughts rushed through her head. How the hell am I going to tell them, was the one that scared her the most. Keeping a secret most definitely was not easy, and the fact she needed to tell someone very soon worried her alot.
Eleven couldn't sleep that night. He knew something was off about Elora and he wanted to say something, but he was worried asking would make it worse. And he fully trusted her, but something....something was different. He felt safe. He felt....

"So you gonna stand there and watch me all morning or are you gonna say something?" Elora's calm but joking voice bounced off the walls and he gave a smile.
"I mean...watching you is pretty fun," he chuckled as he leant on the railing.
"Stalker much?" She smiled, turning her head to him.
"You're the one who pulled me into your time machine without warning!" He laughed.
"As a matter of fact, I did give you warning!" She giggled.
"You call 'hi I think you're hot and I need your help,' a warning?"
"YES!"
The two bursted out into laughter and Eleven sat next to Elora, keeping his eyes on her. Something about her presence was intruiging.
"So," Eleven broke the silence. "Why did you do that hand thing?"
"What hand thing?" Elora asked, knowing EXACTLY what he meant.
"I mean the thing that you did earlier with my hands. You said it was nothing. You were lying." Eleven leant into her.
"It was nothing. Just...." Elora gazed at the ceiling and sighed. "It's just a thing my...foster mother used to do to me when I wasn't feeling great. You looked stressed. I know it's stupid," her eyes faded of their icy blue colour and turned to a light amber.
"No, no, not at all, I think it's kind of sweet," Eleven took her hands and gave them a squeeze.
"Oh stop being such a flirt," Elora hit his chest playfully, giving a little smile.
"And what are you gonna do about it-" Eleven tilted her cheek up, their faces so close if they were any closer their lips would be touching, "-Doctor?"

"ELORAAAAAA?!" Amy's scottish accent circled through the hallway and Elora groaned, pulling away.
"WHAAAAT?!" She yelled back, rather annoyed.
"WHY THE HELL IS THERE A CAT ON MY BED?!"
Elora's face went pale and she rolled her eyes. "Back in a moment."
Eleven chuckled and she darted down the hall. Thanks alot, Amelia.
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(First person, Elora)
I sprinted into her room to see a mess of red hair and a black and white feline happily curled up on the bed. "APHRODITE GET OFF HER BED."
The fluff ball stayed in her same position and purred and I hit the bed beside her. "Off. Now."
Aphrodite gave me a fierce look and reluctantly jumped off the bed, padding her way down the hall. "So yeah, we have a cat."
"SINCE..UH, WHEN?!" Liz shouted from her bedroom.
"WE'VE HAD HER FOR TWO MONTHS HOW HAVE YOU NOT SEEN HER?"
"TOO BUSY TIME TRAVELLING, I GUESS!" She yelled back and I groaned.
"Sorry Amy."

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