(Present Time)
Doctor: I am going first!
Emily: How come you get to decide that?!
Doctor: Because I am the Doctor and you are my companion.
Emily: That was completely rude!
Doctor: Completely worth it too!
Creator (That's me by the way ;)): Emily, you had your go last chapter. The Doctor goes first this time.
Emily: *stomps foot* That's completely unfair! I didn't-
Creator: *thunder booms in the background* I created you. With the snap of my fingers, I could just as easily destroy you.
Emily: *whimpers* Yes ma'am.
Creator: *giggles* I was only joking, but I'm glab you obliged. Doctor, you may continue the story.
Doctor: Yes ma'am!
(A/N I am not that crude. I'm actually quite nice, they just don't know it yet!)
(Story Mode)
**Doctor POV**
I sprinted out to the sea wall, skidding to a spot before I could've fallen off. I took out my screwdriver and pointed it to the boat, attempting to stop the engines. Then, I remember that: 1. the boat was made of wood; and 2. engines weren't invented yet. [*two voices laughing in background* I paniced!]
I smacked my head with both my hands in frustration. If I knew Emily, once she heard the cheering and the horns and felt the ship moving, Emily wouldn't be so thick as to not find a way to get off. She most likely would have told them to stop or...
"That's it!" I tried turning around and running back to the TARDIS but was accidentally shoved into the ocean by a group of little kids throwing rocks at the ships.
"Sorry mister!" They giggled and ran off, leaving me to float my way back to shore.
(Present Time)
Emily: *pushes Doctor at the wall* Haha! My turn!
Doctor: Creator! Tell her it's not her round yet!
Creator: *leans on wall and shrugs* That's out of my hands.
Doctor: You are the bloody creator of the entire human race and you're saying you can't tell a human girl that it isn't quite her turn to tell a story?!
Creator: *chuckles* Pretty much, Doc. Okay Emily, start so I can kick the Doctor's butt off screen.
Emily: Ma'am, yes ma'am!
(Story Mode)
**Emily POV**
Finally! Enough of the Doctor's babbling and my turn to talk! So let's begin. I was sitting right outside of the TARDIS when a certain little puppy came wobbling up to my feet.
"Hello Marley." I smiled and scratched behind his ears. I looked up and squinted my eyes, looking around. I then glanced down at the pup. Right then, it hit me.
Beagles have one of the best developed senses of smell of almost all types of dogs, right next to Bloodhounds and Basset Hounds. Even their facial features help their sense of smell!
"Hey bud," I told Marley. "Wanna do me a favor?" I ripped off a piece of my shirt and looked at it. This has to have the Doctor's scent on it. I put the fabric to Marley's nose and he sniffed. "Okay, this fabric has two scents; one of mine and one of the Doc's. Look for the one that isn't mine."
Marley barked happily and put his wet nose to the ground. He sniffed for a few seconds and started running towards the sea shore. I chased after the pup, but after a few minutes, my leg started soring up again, causing me to limp to the sea wall.
"Wait up!" I yelled. I saw the puppy turn around and sprint its way back to me, whimpering and nuzzling up to my leg. I smiled. The Doctor has to let me keep him now. Marley walking right ahead of me, we both went looking for the Doctor.
My beagle pup looked over the edge, out into the ocean and barked as loudly as he could. I glanced over the edge, seeing ripples in the water and my own reflection. In the corner of my eye in the reflection, I see a figure that looks exactly like the Doctor.
I have some major issues, I said to myself. Now I'm hallucinating about the Doctor.
"Hello Emily." The man next to me said who sounded exactly like the Doctor. I, of course, put two and two together and smiled. I looked next to me to see the Doctor soaked in ocean water.
"You seem happy," I laughed at how ridiculous the Doctor looked.
"Don't be so smug. This only happened because I came back to look for you."
"Well, here's for looking for me-" I kissed the Doctor on the lips. I broke off. "And this is for leaving me behind." I slapped the Doctor then pulled him into the kiss again.
The Doctor clenched his jaw. "You're a bit bipolar, aren't you?"
"Only around you, Doc." I winked.
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Doctor? Doctor Who? (Discontinued)
FanfictionEmily Johnson wasn't the easiest person to deal with. She was a 20 year old working at minimum wage, she lived off of the government's taxes refunds, and her family abandoned her at 17 years. She trusted no one. Until she met him...
