Doctor Who Drabble: Relocated
location: My Desk
mood: 
tired
tiredAuthor:
badly_knittedCharacters: Jack Harkness, Torchwood Three.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 404: Confusion at
dw100.Spoilers: The Stolen Earth.
Summary: Something weird has happened to earth.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Doctor Who, or the characters.
The entire planet is in a state of confusion bordering on panic. The familiar night sky is gone; now there are twenty-six unfamiliar planets seemingly hanging overhead in place of the constellations that should be visible.
No one knows what’s happening, where the other planets have come from, or what region of space the earth has somehow been moved to. All anyone can say for certain is that something is seriously wrong.
The Torchwood Three team are taking things a little better than most, but they’re used to weirdness.
Jack Harkness is sure of one thing; earth needs a Doctor.
The End
Twelve: Who's better qualified?
Clara: I don't know! The President of America.
Twelve: Oh, take something off his plate. He makes far too many decisions anyway.
Eleventh Doctor for President!
Thank you!
Sarah: So there's three of you?
Rose: Three Doctors?
Jack: I can't tell you what I'm thinking right now.
*END SCENE*
Eleven: I'm going to need a SWAT team ready to mobilise, street level maps covering all of Florida, a pot of coffee, 12 jammy dodgers and a fez.
Twelve:...I'm definitely not a president. And no, I'm not an officer. Do you know what I am? I am an idiot, with a box and a screwdriver.
You are welcome.:)
Edited at 2020-05-19 11:51 am (UTC)
Rita: Of course, I'm British, it's how we cope with trauma.
It depended on who was writing the episode.
Twelve: I'm Scottish. I can complain about things.
Eleven: Patience is for whimps!
They both had their moments.:)
Edited at 2020-05-19 07:48 pm (UTC)
I think all incarnations of the Doctor run out of patience at times. He's not human, hes a superior alien, and everyone else is a bit slow and stupid in his opinion.
Ten: I'm stuck on Earth like, like an ordinary person. Like a human. How rubbish is that? Sorry, no offence, but come on. *talking to Martha clone*
I have tea for two reasons:
(1) When I'm not in the mood for coffee. Which can be random.
(2) As a comfort warm beverage.
*hugs*
*thinks of the "I'm a little teapot" song randomly*