The Unexpected (A SuperWhoLock Fanfiction)
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My day started like any other: my nose in a book, my companion, Charles, the Great Dane, by my side.
I'm house sitting for my parents, alone in our beach home, nothing around for miles when a knock sounds at my door. When I answer it, I am startled by a familiar looking man on my porch. It's the Doctor!
How is this possible? He's only fictional, yet, here is is and he's lost the TARDIS. I have to be dreaming... I HAVE to be!
Things only get stranger when more guests arrive: a consulting detective and his blogging partner, and two brothers in a grumbling Impala. Why are they all showing up, and why are they trapped in my house?!
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