Thalia Pond {FULL SERIES}

Series 9 (Special) - Husbands of River Song

ANNOUNCEMENT: THIS SPECIAL IS IN THALIA'S P.O.V. THIS MARK: (~) MEANS THAT THE P.O.V HAS CHANGED. THANK YOU AND ENJOY

I was sitting outside the TARDIS, leaning against the back of the blue box. I wore a dark red coat, with a white fuzzy fringe. I wore jeans and some black boots. I squished the snow beneath my legs, rocking them back and forth. If I was honest, I was bored. We had landed on Mendorax Dellora in 5343, for Christmas day in the Human colony. I looked up, and found a squat man walking around, paper in his hands.

He was wrapped up warmly and walked around in a confused daze. When he saw the TARDIS, his eyes widened like he was having a light bulb. He walked over and looked at me.

"Are you the Surgeon?" He asked. I stare at him, eyes wide. Then slowly, I reached my hand up and knocked briskly on the door behind me. There was some yelling, before the Doctor opened the door, taking the door inside, I noted.

"Is there something on my head?" He said, looking at the man. The man leaned back, slightly surprised.

"Er, well, yes," he said and I looked at the Doctor resisting the urge to laugh. The poor old man had red furry antlers on his head. The Doctor glanced at me, before turning to the squat man.

"Describe it," he said.

"Well," the man said. "You've sort of got antlers,"

"Antlers?" The Doctor said, titling his head slightly.

"Yes, antlers,"

"Antlers!" The Doctor cried. "Hmm," he goes back inside, leaving the door opened a bit.

"You are a time-space machine!" The Doctor cried form inside and I mouthed the words along with him. "You're a vehicle! I've never asked you to cheer me up with hologrammatic antlers!" The TARDIS makes a noise and I looked up at the man.

"Sorry," I whispered-yelled. "He's very sensitive about Holidays lately, especially Christmas,"

"Thank you," The Doctor said, returning to the door- minus the antlers.

"Can I help you?" He asked the man.

"Yes," the man said cheerfully. "Are you the surgeon?" The Doctor paused.

"Close enough," the Doctor said and I made a face, titling my head back and forth as if debating it. "Why?"

"Well, you know," the man said.

"I don't know," the Doctor replied rapidly.

"There's a medical emergency!" The man said and starts to walk away.

"Will there be singing?" The Doctor called, stepping out of the TARDIS and closing the door.

"No," the man said.

"Fine, then," the Doctor said and trudged after the man. I stood, brushed myself off, and followed after the two of them.

"We weren't sure where you'd come down," the man said.

"Sorry?" I said, raising my eyebrows.

"In your capsule," the man said.

"I'm never sure," the Doctor said. "I don't like being sure about things. One minute you're sure, the next everybody turns into lizards and a piano falls on you," the man looks at us incredulously.

"A piano?"

"It's been a long day," I said, filling in for the Doctor. We walk down the street, past all the lights and decorations. I look behind me to see a man carrying a medical bag who comes out of a side street and speaks to a passing woman.