That's all that all that ran through the Doctor's mind as he paced around the console room. He knew that this was the life he chose; to wander between the dimensions of time and space with just the TARDIS and himself. Occasionally he would have a bit of company in his travels but they would always leave him one way or another either by choice, force, love, hate, death . . . but they were all his friends, his family, his loved ones.
I remember when you were still little.
My little one.
I was the giant, who picked you up, when you fell down.
And life was just one funny riddle.
My little one.
We laughed everyday as the world went around.
He sighed at this thought as left the heart of his operations and walked down the hall to the small bedroom that belonged to his youngest companion and it defiantly shows. Numerous drawings and pictures lined the walls of the room, dep
It was another of those day in the TARDIS – another of those awful days in which the doctor just stood in the library while he thought of the next adventures. Well – basically that's what he usually did, however today he practiced.
What did the greatest of all time-lord practice you ask?
He practiced his proposal
“(y/n) – do you want to be my eternity?” The doctor asked the mirror while he got on one knee – then he shook his head.
“No no – that sounds awful – how about...”
He changed his expression to something serious and then he grinned like the mad man he was.
“Would you do me the honor of becoming the lady to my lord?”
Again he shook his head.
“That sounds even more awful” he murmured while he pinched his nose. Why wasn't this easy? It was just a proposal – not a planet to be saved. He sighed.
“Raggedy man – what are you doing?