Rose took the dime shaped item from me.
"Why the hell did the big eared Doctor leave?" I ask.
"Split up and find this item." Rose said, opening the door. "I will find the Doctor." Rose lowers her index finger towards me. "You stay."
I raise a brow up.
"And be captured?" I ask.
"No." Rose said, daggerning her eyebrows down towards me. "Hide."
I folded my arms.
"So, you expect me to be in here, and, remain unnoticed?" I ask tapping my fingers together and gave her a 'seriously?' kind of look.
"Yes." Rose said, with a small nod.
"Wow." I said, rubbing my forehead while lowering my head down in disappointment. "I can't believe you're thinking a closet is a nifty place to hide."
"Don't make any distractions that'll blow your cover." Rose said. Seriously?, I am not a FBI agent nor am I an undercover cop. "I'll be right back."
Rose went through the open doorway and disappeared from view.I had my arms wrapped around my legs watching the light flicker by the corner of the door. I imagined the flying carpet and Flubber holding a competition circulating around who is the fastest flier.Petrie, a Pterodactyl from The Land Before Time, would easily have beaten the two.
Boots pounded on the floor running right by.
"Find that blonde human!" The guards declared.
I fell over taking a laugh at how painfully their declaration was ill-fittedly presented. Then I heard lighter footsteps approach the door.
"Doctor, this isn't a flying resort ship."
My eyes went as I heard the mention of the Doctor.Except this voice sounds different from Rose, compassionate and go-to.The sound of a long scarf being dragged on the floor is very distinctive yet not so obvious. The sigh of a man is what my ears can hear far from this closet room.
"Quite the point, Sarah." The Doctor said. "The old girl might have mistaken location."
I get up feeling my skin crawl.
The Doctor strangely sounds different, younger, and less war veteran in a young man's body.
"We landed in San Francisco in 2012." Sarah said as I came to the door.
"We landed on time." The Doctor said.
"This time." Sarah chimes in. "Wrong era."
"We rarely get where we want." The Doctor adds.
"The Doctor, that era is not my home." Sarah reminds The Doctor.
I creak the door open using my lightly pressed hands on the surface. The two stopped in their racks staring right towards me. I blink taking a step out of the room to see The Doctor is in a brown trench coat, a detective hat, matching pair of brown pants, brown fluffy curly hair, and a outrageously long multiple colored scarf. I mean The Doctor's choice of attire was mind boggling but Sarah's choice was the least of my concern.
"Hi?" I said.
"This is not an alien ship, Doctor." Sarah said.
"That's what I said at first, minus The Doctor thingy." I said, waving my right hand ever so slightly in mid-air. "And you're younger than before."
"Before this face, I was older." The Doctor said.
"You had a really long chin." I said, rubbing my chin. "When I think of it; the younger one didn't have eyebrows."
"I have eyebrows." The Doctor said.
"You're lucky." I said. So, I figure that The Doctor has not met Rose; yet. "Okay, where's the TARDIS?" I look around hearing boots down the hall. "To be rather blunt; if you're not a runner, then start running!"
I ran right past the two.
"Oh,it is The Glorians." The Doctor said."Sarah, we're following her lead!"
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Time Traveling with a Mad Man
FanfictionNo one would picture themselves meeting an actual time traveler; let alone Doc and Marty. A ten year old such as me would only fantasy about it. Science Fiction can have its kicks and pro's at some aspects, but this is truly out of this world. A Tim...