Post by clocketpatch on Jul 29, 2009 2:11:45 GMT
I've been sifting through my old fic folder and I found this curiousity. I've absolutely no recollection of when I wrote it or what it's a part of. It was all in italics for some reason, though I've removed them for reading ease. Enjoy!
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“Doctor, I don’t mean to be rude, but you called me to the console room hours ago…”
“Did I?”
He looked perfectly bemused. Sarah-Jane was not impressed. She put on a pout and tapped her foot against the console room floor. The Doctor did not respond. Instead he continued tinkering with a mass of wires spilling from under the control panel. It didn’t look like he had any clue what he was doing.
“Doctor,” Sarah-Jane said, with slightly more grit, “You said we’d be materializing at any moment. You pulled me out of my book and got me all dressed up…”
“Shhh!”
“Fine then, I’ll go back to my room.”
He didn’t acknowledge her.
“I said: fine then, I’ll go back to my room!”
“Oh… that’s nice… would you say this wire is cerulean blue or peacock blue?”
“I’m bored Doctor… it’s been… how long has it been?”
“Oh, over a week I should expect.”
“Well, I’m booorreed…” She sighed dramatically. “It’s bad enough being dead in the water for days on end, but it’s no fun at all when you insist on being such a grumpy-head.”
“A what?”
She threw up her hands in frustration. “Oh never mind, I’ll go back to my book. Hopefully it will be better than the last one. It’ll probably be the last thing I read before you cross the wrong wires together and blow us all up. Or maybe my eyes will melt from bor…”
“Sarah!” he called out as she turned to leave.
“What?”
He grinned widely.
“I think I have something to cheer you up while I work, and then perhaps you can stop bothering me?”
“You’ve got some trinket to placate me while you fiddle about in here?”
“Exactly.”
She huffed and held out her hand. He dropped his yo-yo into her receiving palm.
“There you go. Hours of entertainment.”
She looked at him blankly.
And then stalked out of the console room, quietly fuming.
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“Doctor, I don’t mean to be rude, but you called me to the console room hours ago…”
“Did I?”
He looked perfectly bemused. Sarah-Jane was not impressed. She put on a pout and tapped her foot against the console room floor. The Doctor did not respond. Instead he continued tinkering with a mass of wires spilling from under the control panel. It didn’t look like he had any clue what he was doing.
“Doctor,” Sarah-Jane said, with slightly more grit, “You said we’d be materializing at any moment. You pulled me out of my book and got me all dressed up…”
“Shhh!”
“Fine then, I’ll go back to my room.”
He didn’t acknowledge her.
“I said: fine then, I’ll go back to my room!”
“Oh… that’s nice… would you say this wire is cerulean blue or peacock blue?”
“I’m bored Doctor… it’s been… how long has it been?”
“Oh, over a week I should expect.”
“Well, I’m booorreed…” She sighed dramatically. “It’s bad enough being dead in the water for days on end, but it’s no fun at all when you insist on being such a grumpy-head.”
“A what?”
She threw up her hands in frustration. “Oh never mind, I’ll go back to my book. Hopefully it will be better than the last one. It’ll probably be the last thing I read before you cross the wrong wires together and blow us all up. Or maybe my eyes will melt from bor…”
“Sarah!” he called out as she turned to leave.
“What?”
He grinned widely.
“I think I have something to cheer you up while I work, and then perhaps you can stop bothering me?”
“You’ve got some trinket to placate me while you fiddle about in here?”
“Exactly.”
She huffed and held out her hand. He dropped his yo-yo into her receiving palm.
“There you go. Hours of entertainment.”
She looked at him blankly.
And then stalked out of the console room, quietly fuming.
