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Anniversary BluesIt's River's first wedding anniversary since her last kiss with the Doctor. She's not handling it well.
"She's in there," the sweating man waved at the bar. "She's crazy! Unfortunately, she's also a good shot."
"What set her off?"
"Hell if I know," the little man rubbed his bald pate. "She came in looking like she wanted to drown her sorrows, and next thing I know she's shooting shit out of my bar!"
The tall man patted him on the shoulder, "I'll see what I can do."
He walked into a smoking rubble of a bar. Tables were turned over, drinks spilled, bottles shattered, glass crunched under foot.
He found her sitting in the corner, back to the wall, a whining gun in one hand, and a half-empty bottle of Tequila in the other. From the evidence on the table it wasn't the first.
"River," he muttered calmingly.
She looked wired, her eyes electric, as dangerous as someone with nothing to lose. She shot at him. The bolt sizzled over his shoulder, close enough that he felt the heat of i
Doctor Who 49th Anniversary SpecialEleven had been spending a lot of time in his own room lately, as he had discovered the addicting powers of Sims 3. He did keep up on his day job of fighting evil across time and space, but whenever he had a free moment, he found himself curling up on his bed with some Jammy Dodgers to play the game.
Today, however, he had not received any calls for help from a distressed species, and after traveling about for a bit, rubbed his hands together excitedly, readying himself for Sims 3.
As he opened the game case, Eleven thought he heard a noise. After staying completely still for a few moments, he dismissed it as nothing.
"Let's see how my virtual family is doing," Eleven said to himself. He scanned the screen, looking for the companions he had preserved in his memory in the form of Sims.
"He's changed the TARDIS again!"
Eleven jumped, flinging the controller across the room. Turning off the television, he crawled behind his bed.
"Don't be so hard on him, Two...I ra
Doctor Who Silly Stories Part 88Chapter Eighty Eight
"Doctor, this never works and it only gets Rose riled up and then she's angry for the rest of the day," Jack said to the Doctor while they headed down the passageway towards the living room.
"Nonsense, she enjoys the banter and the closeness it engenders, just watch!" the Doctor said.
"Your funeral," Jack said, shrugging.
The Doctor entered the living room and walked over to Rose. She was sitting on the sofa reading another book. The Doctor boldly walked up to her right side and leaned over, staring at her with wide eyes while Jack stood back and watched.
"I have come for fun and merriment again," he said to her.
Rose paid no attention to him and kept on reading.
"Why do you read so much when there's zillions of things we could be doing at this moment?" the Doctor asked.
"Because reading keeps me calm which keeps me from putting my fist in your face," Rose said without taking her eyes off the book.
"Why do you enjoy violence so much?" the Doctor said, leaning in cl
Origami GirlRolling towards the middle of my bed,
I only felt more crooked.
Something said "Don't worry,
That is what a world does.
That is You-Land."
I looked at my workplace,
it rested slanted to one side.
"That's life in italics," my eyes said.
"That's you as a Cubist."
I bent my arms and legs and back
And they were all of them crooked.
"It's cool," said the something.
"No one's going to try to trim you away,
landscape you, mow you down,
build something on top."
I saw a tiny god make a crease
Molding a girl into a lost form
Her corners were obtuse and sharp
Everyone tried to fold them in
Their hands were useless and limp.
I looked at everything that grew over me,
it was slightly off-kilter.
I liked it that way.
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