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A doggone nuisance.

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Published: Oct 10, 2012

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Literature Text

"Tah-rah-rah-boom-dee-ay! Tah-rah-rah-boom-dee-ay!"

The Doctor cheerfully sung to himself as he danced around the TARDIS control column. He and the Ponds had just returned from England, 1903, and in rather a rush, too. It seems that the royal family doesn't take kindly to magical blue boxes appearing suddenly at the palace. But, all things considered, they'd made a nice day of it, and also had a tour of the place on the way out. Which was lovely, the Doctor thought.

Amy and Rory had run ahead to get changed before their dinner in modern-day Versailles, leaving the Doctor alone in the console room, happily pressing buttons, and-

THUD.

The TARDIS lurched to one side, sending the Doctor flying across the room. After a few seconds, he got up slowly, straightened his bow tie and said "Now, dear. What was all that abou-"

THUD.

The TARDIS shook again, sending him flying once more. This time, he got up and stomped around the console, angrily waggling his finger. "What's the matter with you today? You were perfectly fine ten minutes ago! If I didn't know better, I'd say it was as if-" The Doctor paused. Was that…? No. Surely not. Slowly, he bent down so that he was on all fours. Carefully, he began to move around the controls until he could see… He sighed.

"How did you get in, eh?" The Doctor said, standing up straight and looking down at a small white dog. He was a well-groomed terrier, and he was playfully jumping around one of the lower levers.

"I don't let just anyone into my TARDIS, you know," the Doctor told the dog, picking him up. "Now, who are you?" He fumbled around until he found a small, gold name tag. 'Caesar'. His eyes grew wide as he read the name, and he gave out a yell.
He could hear Amy calling him. "Doctor? What is it?"

Panicking, the Doctor started to walk around the console, still holding the confused dog at arm's length, as if it were potentially explosive. Amy wandered into the control room with a towel around her head and a hairbrush in one hand. "What is it?"

"We may have accidentally abducted King Edward the Seventh's Wire Fox Terrier when we were in 1903."

"May have?" Amy repeated loudly.

"Alright, fine. We've definitely abducted King Edward the Seventh's Wire Fox Terrier! Happy now?"

_{Right. This is a drabble I wrote to fill a prompt on Tumblr. I'm just going to leave it here. I'm quite happy with it, but it's very short and it also serves as a 'sorry for the lack of cartoons' present.

The prompt was The Doctor finds a dog in the TARDIS while flying through space and tries to figure out how it got in. The plot required a wee bit of research, but I think it's right. If enough people like this, I may post more pieces of writing to my scrapbook, or something.

'Doctor Who', the TARDIS and all its characters - (c) BBC, Moffat, etc.
No copyright infringement intended.

Thanks for reading!
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