A/N - Votes and comments mean a lot (especially ones which react to certain paragraphs or thing that happen).
I also have a Pinterest bored for Poppy. It should hopefully come up when you look up 'Poppy Watcher' and loot at bordes.
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"They're Daleks. They're called Daleks," The Doctor tells the PM over his desk
"They are Bracewell's Ironsides, Doctor. Look. Blueprints, statistics, field tests, photographs. He invented them," Churchill gestures to the blueprints on his desk.
"Invented them? Oh, no, no, no,"
"Yes. He approached one of our brass hats a few months ago. Fella's a genius,"
"A Scottish genius, too. Maybe you should listen to..." Poppy shushes Amy and the doctor continues
"He didn't invent them. They're alien,"
"Alien?" a Dalek glides past and watches them, Poppy grabs Amy's hand again
"And totally hostile,"
"Precisely. They will win me the war,"
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The four are walking along the underground corridors again
"Why won't you listen to me? Why did you call me in if you won't listen to me?" The Doctor asks, infuriated.
"When I rang you a month ago, I must admit I had my doubts. The Ironsides seemed too good to be true,"
"Yes. Right. So, destroy them,"
"Exterminate them," Poppy adds
"But imagine what I could do with a hundred. A thousand,"
"We are imagining," the Doctor glares at one gliding past.
"Amy, tell him," Poppy breathes out
"Tell him what?"
"About the Daleks," The Doctor says like she's dumb
"What would I know about the Daleks?"
"Everything. They invaded your world, remember? Planets in the sky. You don't forget that," Amy looks clueless
"Amy, tell me you remember the Daleks," Poppy gently touches her shoulder. How could she forget?
"No, sorry,"
"That's not possible," the Doctor's eyes widen and he and Poppy stare at each other.
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"So, they're up to something. But what is it? What are they after?" The Doctor's leaning against a pole, Poppy leaning on his shoulder.
"Well, let's just ask, shall we?" Amy goes forward
"Amy. Amelia!" The Doctor warns but Amy just taps on the Dalek
"Can I be of assistance?"
"Oh. Yes, yes. See, my friends reckon you're dangerous. That you're an alien. Is it true?"
"I am your soldier," It replies
"Yeah. Got that bit. Love a squaddie. What else, though?"
"Please excuse me. I have duties to perform,"
"Winston. Winston, please!" The Doctor goes over to Winston, taking out his cigar. Poppy losses interest and looks around at her. History is literally unfolding around her. Oh, how she'd missed this. She hadn't been somewhere historical since Agatha Christie. And nowhere big in history since Pompeii.
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MEMORIES THROUGH THE STARS | {2nd - Stars Themselves Series}
FanfictionPoppy Watcher was living her life. Her boring, dull life. Wishing and hoping The Doctor would show up with the TARDIS to whisk her away to see the universe again. But not yet, and so, the spare room of Amelia Pond's house seems to be where her life...
