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The Doctor

Doctor's POV

The TARDIS spins out of control yet again as I try to get her back into orbit.

"Why won't you cooperate?" I ask her in frusteration, hitting the console in annoyance.

Tibby looks over my shoulder with an extremely confused face.

"What, exactly, are you trying to accomplish right now?" She asks me as I climb up the center of the console.

"I have absolutely no idea!" I cheerily reply.

"Okay..." Tibby wanders onto the couch by the console.

I roll my eyes and get back to my task. My feet are above the many buttons and levers on the console, and for some reason there's also an orange inflatable hammer on the console too.

"A HA!" I triumphantly yell as I grab the hammer from its place.

I softly ding the center with the hammer, success! The TARDIS begins to slow her movement until she stops flying altogether.

I jump off of the console, making sure not push any buttons or pull any levers while at the task.

Tibby looks at me for a second, "I wonder what 'Doctor' backwards would sound." She ponders.

I look at her, "Rotcod." I say without hesitation, unhappy about this new subject. "Trust me, people have tried and it hasn't worked." I say, staring at her with a glare that says 'never bring this up again'.

Then she bursts out laughing. "Rotcod! Wow. Trust me, I'm the Rotcod! Rotcod Who?" She manages to say all that in between breaths.

I roll my eyes at her childish behavior, when I spot something on the monitor.

I rush up to it and practically hug it as I'm staring at it.

Tibby rushes over too, occasionally giggling.

The monitor is blank, it is just white space outside.

"Where are we?" Tibby asks, fear lining the edge of her words.

"We are nowhere." I reply, "Outside the TARDIS is nothing."

~~~

Meh. Own nothing. Do stuff. Rotcod. The end.

-Mayo3452