Chapter 3

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"This is a time machine?" Alixandria exclaimed.

"Yes, now would you please catch up!" The Doctor sighed. "Your tour?"

"Yes! Right!" The duo started off down labyrinths of halls, hexagonal indentations lining the walls. Some of these roundels concealed TARDIS circuitry, devices or lights. Alixandria noticed that at least one was a scanner. On the whole, though, the Doctor seemed to have little a clue on their purpose.

Their first stop was the library. Alixandria caught sight of the worn spines of these books: You Only Live Twice, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, all of the Harry Potter books, Robinson Crusoe, The Murder of Robert Ackroyd, War and Peace, The I-Spy Book of British Birds, Encyclopaedia Gallifreya, and Advanced Quantum Mechanics. Alixandria found the clashing genres to be peculiar, but she figured she would never have time to investigate, or the sanity to make an inquiry. The oddest thing, though, was the swimming pool...

The next room was the Cloister room, related to the Cloister Bell. According to the Doctor, it rang when danger was imminent. The room appeared to be a garden with benches on the sides of the room and plants decorating the pillars.

There was even a LEGO room, much to Alixandria's amusement and comfort. There were several nicely built LEGO buildings strewn across the room. The scene reminded Alixandria of the old Godzilla movies. The Doctor didn't know what she was talking about, but that didn't matter. Despite her age, Alixandria liked LEGOs. LEGOs are cool.

They went to a sauna with wooden benches. A salon, an art gallery decked with art pieces that were supposedly lost to history. (When Alixandria had brought this to the Doctor's attention, he stroked the blonde stubble on his face, saying, "I am history".) There was a star chamber. According to the Doctor, there was a small galaxy in it. He had asked Alixandria (no pun intended) if she wanted to see it. A little stricken, she declined. There was an armoury, a sick bay, a sun lounger, the box-room (it was a storage space), several storerooms, and several bedrooms.

But only one bedroom mattered.

It was somewhat close to the console room. It was fairly small, a loft bed made of soft oak taking up most of the space. There were some empty bookshelves and a walk in closet, surprising filled with clothes that were just Alixandria's style (black skinny jeans, witty tee-shirt, worn converse, black pullover sweatshirt). On the ceiling were the cosmos. Not just a mural, but the actual night sky. Well, all-of-the-time sky, technically.

"How cool!" Alixandria exclaimed, then turned red at her emotional outburst.

"So you'll accompany me?" The Doctor's face light up.

"Hold up," Alixandria said, climbing the wood ladder to sit on the bed. "I still have a few questions." The Doctor nodded briefly, going to sit at the desk chair. "What exactly are you?"

"I'm a Time lord. The thirteenth Doctor."

"Please elaborate."

"In a little nutshell, I'm an alien Time Lord who travels through time and space in my TARDIS," he 'elaborated'. It still wasn't enough for Alixandria, but it was an answer.

"What do you mean by 'thirteenth doctor'?" She wondered.

"I'm the thirteenth reincarnation," he said shortly. A small smirk grew on Alixandria's face.

"So if you're the thirteenth reincarnation of this Time Lord person, doesn't that make you unlucky?" She queried.

"I met you didn't I?" He shot back, a small tint of red crawling on his cheeks.

"Shut up," she rolled her eyes. "Why do you need me anyway?"

"Because I figured you wouldn't think I'm a pedophile. And you are kind of smart. Kind of," he reluctantly said.

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