☆ Alone In this World ☆

☆ The Girl Who Died ☆

{Y/n} breaths heavily in her spacesuit.

"Doctor!" She shouts.

"Yes, you're the very next thing on my list," the Doctor says as pieces of the TARDIS explode.

"Anytime now!" She says. She's currently floating underneath the TARDIS in deep space.

"{Y/n}, I'm under attack from four and a bit battle fleets in case you think im slacking," he says, running around the TARDIS.

"Doctor, I think there's something in my spacesuit," she panics.

"Yes, thats possible, actually. You were too long in the spider mines," he says.

"Ok, explain?"

"Its possibly a Love Sprite. Sucks your brain..." he's cut off by a boom "sucks your brain right out from your mouth, hence the name," he finishes.

"Its halfway up my leg,"

"Don't worry, it's just hungry,"

"Doctor!"

"Describe the four most interesting stars," he says.

"There's a blue one, quite big. Two little yellowish ones just below,"

"Colour of whisky, smaller one blinking?"

"Yes! It's on the back of my neck, I can feel it,"

"Great! I thought asphyxiation would kill you first. Can you see a nebula? Can you see a nebula in a sort of wing-shape? Bit green at the end?" He asks.

"Yes! Yes, I can,"

"Great, I've seen it too. I wondered where it was," he says as the TARDIS dematerialises.

"Doctor!"

The TARDIS re-materalises around her as the Doctor pulls off her helmet and stomps on the Love Sprite repeatedly. {Y/n} coughs.

"How did we do?"

"Oh, not a word about my spot on materialisation skills," he asks.

"What about all the Velosians? Are they safe?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Well, i lured their attackers halfway across the universe and drained their weapon banks. Not to mention, I also saved a nursery teacher from having her brains devoured and being asphyxiation in deep space. So, now, if you don't mind, I'm going outside to wipe my boot in the grass," he says, walking outside with her soon following.

"Thank you," she says.

"What's stopping them from re-arming and trying again, though?" She adds.

"Nothing. But the Velosians will be ready for them this time. It's the best i could do, {Y/n}. I'm not actually the police, thats just what it says on the box," he jokes.

"Really? Could of fooled me," she jokes back.

"You're always talking about what you can and can't do but you never tell me the rules," she says, leaning on the TARDIS.

"I'm a time traveller. I tread softly. It's ok to make ripples, but not tidal waves," he says.

"You are a tidal wave," she laughs.

"Don't say that," swords are drawn and placed against their throats. Flaming torches come into view.

"Doctor?" She whispers.

"No, no, not Vikings. Im not in the mood for Vikings," the Doctor says pouting.

"You're coming with us," the man in front says.