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"So?" Bill asks.

"So," the Doctor replies.

"What do we do? Do I have to sit somewhere? Are there seat belts?"

"Well, you've done this before. This isn't your first trip,"

"Yeah, but it's proper this time," she finds a chair and sits "oh, that's a mistake,"

"What is?"

"You can't reach the controls from the seats. What's the point in that?" The Doctor sits on another chair and reaches his hands out.

"Or do you have stretchy arms, like Mister fantastic?"

"Oh, I stand, like this," he says, getting up and moving towards his console with a wide grin.

"You never thought of bringing the seats a bit closer?" Bill asks.

"No, not so far, no," the Doctor frowns.

"Good for other things though," {Y/n} smirks, looking at the Doctor knowingly before walking off like nothing.

The Doctors cheeks heat up, flustered and slightly embarrassed with himself.

"Where's the steering wheel?" Bill asks.

"Well, you don't steer the TARDIS, you negotiate with it. This still point between where you want to go and where you need to be, that's where she takes you," the Doctor replies.

"How much did it cost?"

"Ah. No idea. Stole it,"

"Seriously?"

"Yep,"

"Why?"

"Well, actually, because I felt like it,"

"What if I steal it from you?"

"On you go, then," the Doctor says.

"I don't even know how it works,"

"Well, neither did I," there's knocking on the door.

"What's that?"

"Mum," the Doctor mutters, he opens the door and Nardole enters.

"Excuse me, just what is the TARDIS doing down here?" Nardole asks looking at him then at {Y/n} raising a brow.

"Don't look at me, I'm just here," {Y/n} raises her hands.

"I'm over two thousand years old, I don't always want to take the stairs," the Doctor replies.

"Your oath, sir. You're not supposed to go off-world unless it's an emergency,"

"I'm not off-world,"

"Are you going off-world?"

"I'm going back to the office. Could you put the kettle on, please?"

"Hmm. Why's she here?" Nardole asks looking at Bill.

"Because she isn't anywhere else. Kettle,"

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