You know what that means!Ze Super Special Fic!
EPIC INTERNET INSANITY FROM YOURS TRULY!!!!
So, let's kick this off!
The usual disclaimers: LOLOLOL THIS IS ALL JUST TERRIBLE WITH UNBELIEVABLE DIALOGUE AND RIDICULOUS PLOT LINES AND WHATNOT. But what else would you expect from me. EXACTLY, YOU WOULD EXPECT NOTHING LESS.
Mrudula was walking to class, her stomach full of cake and frosting and BUTTER and cursing the fact that she’d been too busy with schoolwork to make proper birthday plans.
Suddenly, she heard an odd noise and felt an even odder wind coming from nowhere. She stopped abruptly as a blue police box materialized before her.
She stared at it quizzically as an absurdly sexy man stepped out, in a tight pinstripe suit, glasses, and hair that was so sexy, it should've been illegal.
He saw her and exclaimed, “Hello, I’m the Doctor! Could I trouble you for some help?”
She stared at him and considered her options. He was a complete stranger and she had no idea what sort of “help” he needed.......but he was super attractive and seemed nice (?) and that accent.
What does she do?Says, “Um, I have to go to French class,” and scurries off in a flurry of awkwardness.Says, “Alright, yeah, I can help!”