When Universes Collide

Matt Smith

The Doctor and Hope walked back to the Tardis, however not without making several stops to sign autographs, and take pictures. Just to be safe Hope told the Doctor to say his name was Matt Smith, and since it was the "golden era" of social media #MattSmithSpotted was popping up all across the web.

***BBC Production Studios, Cardiff***

"You look rubbish." Karen said

"You look wonderful." Matt replied

"So do you, but don't worry, we'll soon fix that." Karen said.

She pulled out a hanger with the Doctor's traditional tweed and bow tie.

"Oh Geronimo."

RING!!!

"And that's a wrap, good job everyone, we'll be finished by the end of the week." The Director said from his high chair.

"I'm gonna head home, see you tomorrow Matt." Karen said

"Run along Pond." Matt said, hugging the ginger before she walked out.

The real Matt Smith had just wrapped up another day's work filming series five of Doctor Who, and was walking back to the dressing rooms to change out of his ragged attire when the director pulled him aside.

"Hey Matt, look at what I found on Twitter, apparently you have a really good lookalike running around dressed up as the Doctor! He even has a Tardis in the park." He said in a curious tone.

"Blimey that's really good, this I have to see, tell the Moff to email me the rest of the script, thanks for the update." Matt said, walking away.

"No problem, see you tomorrow." The director called off.

As soon as he changed out of costume and into something a bit more casual he headed straight for the park.

***The Doctor***

Fans surrounded the Tardis like a sea of ants surrounding a bag of chips. A sea of fez wearing, scarf-dragging Whovians looked like they were trying to break into the Tardis.

Hope stopped the Doctor in his tracks,

"Um Doctor, I think we have a problem..."

"Nonsense Hope, look at them, they're just fans." The Doctor said, obliviously.

"Yes, well look again, They're cannibalistic fans, they are the kind of fans that will rip off your head, and strip off your clothes to create a clone lover!" Hope said, with urgency in her voice.

"Really? People actually do that? Although that did sort of happen to Marilyn when I took her to 5293 for our honeymoon, ah what a great day that was..."

"Doctor!" Hope said, cutting him off.

"Right, sorry just reminiscing..."

"Getting back to the fans, we should to stay out of sig..."

"Hey look, it's the Doctor!" a teenage girl screamed pointing her screwdriver at the two. She was dragging a colorful scarf, with a big leather jacket.

"Get him!" Screamed another Whovian fashioning a long brown trench coat with question mark braces.

Like moths to a flame, the hordes of fans quickly ran for the Doctor and Hope. The ground shook with the raging footsteps.

"You have a plan?" Hope asked, in a worried tone

"Nope" the Doctor replied.

"Well, Doctor you have about 15 seconds to think up a plan before we're trampled on, and ripped to pieces."

"Oh, on second though I do as a matter of fact have a plan."

He grabbed Hope's hand

"Run."

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