☆ Alone in this world ☆ Book 2

☆ Knock Knock ☆

Bill has packed her belongings into two towers of boxes in the middle of her room. She checks the time on her watch.

"Three, two, one," the TARDIS materialises around the boxes and the Doctor opens the door.

"That's all you've got? I thought you'd have loads," he says, looking inside one and back at her.

"Thanks for helping, yeah?" Bill walks inside "you should hire this out, like a removal service,"

"Removals? Bill, I'm a Time Lord," the Doctor says, pulling out one of her stuffed animals from her belongings.

"Time Lord? What's that, your job?" She questions.

"No. It's, er, my people, my species," he replies.

"Doesn't sound like a species. Sounds posh, like, yes, my lord. Doff my cap,"

"Oh, well, that's why I gave it up. Ran away,"

"Time Lord. That's hilarious. Do you wear robes and big hats?"

"No. Er, big collars mostly," the Doctor says, giving Bill the bear.

{Y/n} walks into the control room, looking up from her book confused.

"Oh hello, Bill. What's with all the boxes?" She asks.

"I'm moving. The Doctor offered to help move my stuff, did he not tell you?" Bill squints.

"He probably was just letting me rest. Moving you say? That's exciting. Where you moving?" {Y/n} studies the boxes.

"That's where we're going now. Do you want the postcode?" Bill turns to the Doctor.

"Sorry?"

"To find the house,"

"Bill, the TARDIS uses multi-dimensional space time coordinates,"

"So, you know where it is?"

"Ok, right, put the postcode in here,"

"Saw the bedroom. Do you sleep here?" Bill asks.

"If I need to. It's more for {Y/n}'s sake. Done?" he replies.

"Yeah," the Doctor sets the TARDIS into motion "if you need to? What does that even mean?"

"Sleeps for tortoises,"

"Are you calling me a tortoise?" {Y/n} pokes fun.

"Of course I'm not," the Doctor replies.

"Not Time Lords?" Bill asks.

"No! Unless I've regenerated or had a big lunch,"

"Regenerated?"

"Oh, the questions, the questions, the questions. Just remember Time Lords. That's enough for now," the TARDIS materialises.

"Oh, we are here,"

☆ Time skip ☆

"Oh, I'll use the TARDIS, take it all to your room," the Doctor says as Bill starts taking boxes out.

"Firstly, I don't know which one my room is. And secondly, that's weird and I want to make a good impression. It's cool, I'll just, er, get everything out of the TARDIS and you can go. Thanks for the lift though! Bye!"

"That's your house?" The Doctor asks, squinting at it.

"Sharing, yeah. Six of us, renting,"

"I thought you were students?"

"Yeah. I was like, what's the catch, but actually, its fine, just a bit draughty,"

"Draughty?" The Doctor licks his finger before putting it in the air.