Okay, clarashour asked for this, so here we go....... Just remember, I am writing this with insomnia. So insomnia + this idea = CHAOS.
But it's a bit different than what she asked. Actually, just vice versa. Okay I'll stop talking now.
By the way, this starts in the middle of Nightmare in Silver.
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He takes off the golden ticket, his personality immediately changes from panicked to evil.
"You aren't the Doctor..." Clara said, staring into the eyes of the new Cyberplanner. They were different from his usual warm emerald eyes, the ones Clara was used to.
"But I know who you are. You're the impossible girl. Oh he and I are very interested in you."
"You? What do I have of interest with you?" Clara asked, crossing her arms.
"You my dear, are a marvel. Your the impossible girl, the one that has made the Doctor head over heels just for you. And because I share his mind now, I have the same feelings.. Even if I shouldn't have any."
"That means, you're someone of interest. And I think a pretty human female like you shouldn't be with this dolt." He continued, smirking.
"Are you seriously, after taking over the Doctor, the very first thing you do is flirt?" Clara said, looking at him with a poker face.
"Well, yes, but it's only because I share his feelings and he does love you." She leaned towards him, as if trying to read him, try to find the lies, like Sherlock Holmes would.
"How do I know you aren't lying to me?" Clara asked, eyebrow raising. She still had her doubts, even if it sounded legit.
"Because would a Cyberplanner, someone that shouldn't have feelings do this?" He sealed the gap, kissing her as if he was a shy teenage boy. At the same time, the real Doctor was writing 'Hit me!' on a notepad.
As they let go, they looked into each other's eyes, for a moment before Clara saw what the Doctor wrote and did it.
"Argh! Ow! Oh, that hurt. No, stop. Enough, Bit of pain, neural surge. Just what I needed. Thank you." He smiled.
"You owe me a big explanation Chinny." She wanted answers and by the looks of it, she meant business.
"I always do..." He muttered and in his head, cursing at the Cyberplanner for telling Clara a bit to early, even if it was a bit subtle. Not.
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The Soufflés That Got Burnt (Whouffle One Shots)
RandomThis is from 2014. I highly suggest for you not to read it, as I was really young and had little to no experience when it came to writing. Nonetheless, I leave it up for my own remembrance or for others who are looking for cringy prompts that they...
