☄ 020; [action; fourth wall]

[usedreturn]

[A big blue box just materialized in front of you. Wherever you are. Doesn't matter where--you could be on top of the Radio Tower or in the middle of the Ice Path.]

[And when the door opens with a creak, the box's resident madman pokes his head out with a grin.]

Right, here we are--Raxacoricofallapatorius, lovely place for a vacation. Smells like cinnamon.

[Beat. An Abra floats out of the phone box as well, yawning before draping himself over his Trainer's shoulder.]

Wait, hang on. Hang on. Adric, do you smell cinnamon?

Aaaabra.

No, no, of course I know where I'm going! We're not lost!

Abra. Aaaab.

Now you're just being silly. And it's pronounced 'Raxacoricofallapatorius'. [The doctor takes out a device--and points it at various things--the end glows bright green as it makes a noise. It stops after a moment, Eleven examining it as though reading something.]

Oh, still here? Come on, now that's just boring. Well, no, traveling between words is hardly easy, but this place makes it look like tying shoelaces. Ever tied shoelaces, Adric? Always easy after the first time.

Abra.

Yes, I know you don't wear shoes.

Comments

[partyofwin.livejournal.com]

What's a TARDIS?

[Don't worry, Doctor, she's hopping down, bouncing a bit as she lands.]

[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Time And Relative Dimensions In Space.

It's a time machine. My time machine. Only she doesn't quite seem to be working properly at the moment.

[partyofwin.livejournal.com]

[Her eyes go big. Like, impossibly big. And sparkly. Those are definitely sparkles in her eyes, somehow.]

Ohmygosh you have a time machine? I've always wanted one of those!

[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Well, yes. Of course I have a time machine, I'm the Doctor.

[partyofwin.livejournal.com]

[Hoof to forehead.]

Oh duh, of course you've got a time machine.

[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

[FINALLY SOMEONE GETS IT oh pinkie he likes you quite a bit.]

I'd be rubbish otherwise, Doctor without a TARDIS. Kind of like fish without chips.

[partyofwin.livejournal.com]

Or a cupcake without frosting! It's a very nice TARDIS. Very blue. And boxy.