Still NOT Ginger

AN: This written for the intention of a video skit. Involving non-canon Doctor Incarnations with the OC of my Youtube personality. Really just a parody skit. Written precisely for the people who are supposed to act the parts. Youtube: JMtotheG

JM is sitting, vlogging in the office when she suddenly hears a loudWHIRLING sound coming from the bedroom. She sticks her head out of the doorway to investigate and see's a big blue police box smack in the middle of her room.

Startled and terrified, she jolts back into the office, slamming the door to search for a weapon of some sort. She is interrupted seconds later by a stranger stumbling into the office.

A strange man, dressed in unusual attire moves forward as she readies a lamp to hit him with.

"Who the hell are you?!" she shouts.

Catching his breath, the man coughs and emits a gold smoke into JM's face. She coughs, angrily glaring at him.

When his composure is gained, he stands tall and replies. "I'm the Doctor... American accent? Oh, that's weird... Dude – water - adveTIZEment – BRILLIANT!.. I mean...uh – Sweet?"

"Doctor WHO!?" she replies madly, raising the lamp as a warning.

He smiles smugly, straightening his collar. "Just – The Doctor... Hoped in from the 90's – excellent decade!"

He paused for a moment, presenting a small plastic bag from his overcoat. He leans forward with a serious expression. "That reminds me...Would you like - a beanie baby? ….anyways no time for that. This is an emergency. AM I ...GINGER?"

A confused look strikes her face as she lowers the lamp. This man is insane, going a mile a minute about nothing in particular. "No."she replies aggressively, jutting her head forward as if he's a moron.

He groans loudly, swinging his body and fits in frustration. "Ahhhhgg... Quick! Find something to mortally wound me with!"

"What?!" she exclaims.

He scans the room for anything handy. "Here!" He grabs scissors off the desk and proceeds to stab himself with it while JM screams out in horror.

The Doctor clenches his chest and with a harbored voice he says "There, that should do it."

Shaking her head with confusion and shock, JM goes to reach out and help but is stopped when a raging golden light emits from his being. She shields her face from the bizarre force of brightness.

When the air has settled, she find herself face to face with an entirely different man. He's a skinny Indian man in the same exact clothes.

"I'm BROWN!" he proclaims excitedly, holding his hands in front of him jubilantly. "But, still not what I wanted..."

Hurriedly, he grabs the scissors again but JM grabs it before he can stab himself.

"What the hell is going on!?" she roars with fiery eyes..

"Time Lord.-alien- regeneration- ahgh", he exclaims, shaking his hands in explanation. "– I don't die."

With no patience left, he brings the scissors back to himself and explodes with glowing light for the second time. JM's hair blows from the wave of energy emitting from the transformation.

"How do I look?"

JM opens her eyes to reveal a woman standing before her, dressed in the man's cloths. Her mouth hangs open as she stares incredulously with her brows rising high.