Drabbling Away

[angeleyes87]

Ok, so I have been working on a few drabbles. Here is my very first one, so please be gentle. It is in honor of the forgetten character, though she really isn't forgotten as she is in every episode, but still not thought of so much, at least from what I can see.

The Doctor, the man she loved so greatly was wounded again. The TARDIS watched him, his eyes glazed over, shoulder hunched forward. She would have cried, had she eyes to cry with. But didn’t so she just watched.

She would take him far away, to places of imagination. Somewhere nice and quiet, or bustling with adventure, anywhere she thought might perk him out of his sadness. She couldn’t bear to watch her Doctor feel sorrowed. His voice was full of distress as he spoke to her. She listened intently and her core wept for the man she loved so dearly.

[primsong]

Aww, that was so bittersweet! Very nice start - looking forward to reading more.

[angeleyes87]

Thanks. I have a bunch more that I want to write, mostly from the TARDIS point of view, but a few from the Doctors. So yay for drabbling.

[angeleyes87]

This is the beginning of a series I am writing for Teaspoon and an Open Mind. It's about the early years of the Doctor and TARDIS.

He walked slowly at first and then sped up his pace. Before he knew it he was running as fast as he could. It didn’t take him long to get where he needed, and he managed it without much trouble. The blue call box stood under the night sky but the sounds around her were eerie. The boy, barely 90 years of age heard them. The counsel finally began their chase after him. He raced on, his pace quickening. Within feet of the box the doors sprang open and he leaped inside. The doors closed with a bang after him.

[primsong]

I like the "boy" being 90. XD

[jjpor]

Some good work there, angeleyes; I like the way you characterise the TARDIS and the glimpse you give of the Doctor's origins. Myself, I have a tendency to write fic "by the pound" as it were, so I've always shied away from drabbling, but I can say from the attempts I've made at it that it's a lot harder than it maybe looks, so my hat is off to anybody who can do it well.

[angeleyes87]

Thank ya kindly. I really don't have a hard time with writing drabbles. They are a bit easier for me then anything else, mostly because I am very concise and to the point, though I do write actual lengthy stories as well. I'm hoping to have some more written by this weekend, but due to holiday and work I make no promises. :-)

[Starflower]

The first one is very bittersweet. =) The second one is just fun!

[angeleyes87]

My first River/Doc drabble. Yay for River!

She stood there watching him. His eyes darted around the consol room, his feet moving just as quickly. She knew what was happening. He couldn’t decide where to take them; to the Eye of Orion or the Lights of Medusa? Somewhere amazing she was sure, always amazing with him. And running, there was always running involved. He looked up at her with that smile; the one that melted her insides. Once he turned back to the controls she smiled and turned away. Rivers face had turned bright red as she thought back to the first time she saw that smile.

[angeleyes87]

Here is my first non-drabble. I hope it's ok, I'm not so sure of it. I really have no idea what possessed me to write it, but it's the Doctor talking to Death after he leaves Donna.

The Doctor leaned against his TARDIS; his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes staring straight ahead. She stood there watching him; knowing the pain that ripped through him, the sorrow and agony. But she would not budge no matter what he said, she couldn’t. She watched as his demeanor softened and a tear slowly fell from his eye. Her heart sank, but she knew she couldn’t do it.

“Please, Death. Take me.” He said, his voice was barely above a whisper, but she heard it clearly. She watched as he slowly knelt on the ground, tears now streaming.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

She knew his pain, everything that he had gone through. Death understood everything. She knew about leaving Susan, about Sarah Jane, the trials he and Ace went through, his love of Rose, and the most recent; his loss and regrets with Donna. Death knew, she understood, but she would not concede.

“Please?”

His voice was pleading now, crackling and followed by rough deep sobs. The Doctor, no the Lonely God, she could not take him. Not now; not yet; not ever. She wanted nothing more then to aid him, to ease his pain and troubled heart but she couldn’t. Death knew what he was meant for, the greatness he would ensue.

The young woman walked over and knelt beside him. Death wrapped her arms around the young man; young in appearance yes, but not in age or experience. The Doctor had more time behind him then any other being she had ever met, even other Timelords. He saved worlds, universes even. No other being could come close to the good, or bad, that that man had witnessed.

“I’m sorry my friend. But I can not take you. You knew this coming into everything, it was your decision. I wish I could help you. I wish I could take your pain away, ease it somehow, but I cannot.”

Death spoke softly to him, hoping her voice would ease him even though her words could not. A small tear formed in her eye as she stood. With a heavy sigh she spoke again.

“I am breaking rules telling you this, so many rules. But your pain will end, or ease a bit at least. You will find someone; someone that will be able to make you happy and whole. She will be the only one with in everything that can and you will find her. I can not tell you anything more then that, so please don’t ask.”

The Doctor wanted to look up, she could tell, but he didn’t. He nodded slightly and wept. Death knew he didn’t believe; that he had given up hope. But she knew that his one love would come for him and make him better, if only she could be there already. Death turned from the Timelord and walked away, looking back only once. He still knelt there, his sobs subsiding.

“Goodbye my Lonely God.”

[angeleyes87]

Second part to the Series I'm writing. This is The Introduction- Doctor PoV.

The young Timelord fell through the doors of the TARDIS with a crash. The lights that were off turned on; the core sparking to life. A grin crossed the boys’ lips as he watched the doors shut and the counsel members fall out of view. Freedom at last, he thought. He stood up and circled around the controls, touching the screens and instruments. He could feel her watching him, wondering what he was doing there, but the boy just smiled. But then, she wasn’t wondering was she? No, he knew she had been waiting for him.

“’Ello love. I’m Theta.”

[angeleyes87]

Second part of the Series, but from the TARDIS PoV.

The TARDIS watched the young Timelord fall through her doors. He was young, most assuredly. But she knew he would do well with her, that the two of them would work wonderfully. He smiled mischievously and circled her controls, and she watched him. He was a perplexing sort, not at all like the man she had traveled with before. Then again no one could be like her Timelord. Her core saddened thinking about her loss, but as she watched the young man before her, she smiled inwardly. She watched and listened as he began to speak.

“’Ello love. I’m Theta.”

[teeceeoh]

I think they're looking good, Angel. I'm enjoying what you're posting.

And would you believe I've never heard of a drabble until I first read this thread? lol

[angeleyes87]

lol really? They're cool. Easiest for me to write, bit more fun too I think.

And thanks!

[primsong]

I like your little snapshots of their meeting, the way you've taken it and looked at it from both sides.

And wow, that little short story of yours is a major sad!Doctor moment. :-(

[angeleyes87]

Yeah, super sad I know. But I think it works well. I think its a snip into something deeper then just the loss of Donna though. Just not to sure what it might be yet.