+1 madman in a blue box arrving onto the scene. if a little late.

[madman_in_abox]

Right. So, you've decided to let me out of that deep dark pit called your headspace. Headspace. I'll have to remember that word to use it next time I'm bored or am facing near certain death. Lost in headspace.....

Well, anyway. I was actually going to let Clara try and fly the TARDIS again. I know it might sound like a really silly idea but I'm sure she's learnt her lesson from last time. [It's your fault from last time, Doctor. Not hers. The shield was down because you put it down.]

But, it seems I can't do that because you brought me here, wherever here is. Are there any jammy dodgers? I'm starving. Last thing I had was a donut and some jams buns and a cup of tea. Clara's house I think. Or was it the planet with the giant bun shop? I don't even know. I'm so confused right now and it's all thanks to you. I hope you're happy with yourself because right now I'm a bit mad.

Clara? Amy? Oh, the last one probably won't hear me. [He cursed himself and wondered if Amy would ever return somehow. He misses her, alright?]

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[ofdrumsthesound]

Oh Doctor, you're thinking too small! There are people from everywhere and -when around.

[madman_in_abox]

Oh no. Not you. I thought you were dead.

[ofdrumsthesound]

Is that any way to greet your oldest friend? I'm hurt. Especially when I saved your life last time we met.

[madman_in_abox]

You also tried to destroy the world with your insane plans too. Don't forget that part.

[ofdrumsthesound]

*He shrugs.* I'm blaming every lunatic plan I ever had on Rassilon. It makes my life so much less depressing.

[madman_in_abox]

Rassilon? Really? Is that the best you can come up with? Blaming him when he's been dead for how many years. No, no, no.....it was all you. You shouldn't be here at all. I saw you die in my arms. [It's painful.]

[ofdrumsthesound]

Have you entirely forgotten the time we met after that, or are you just very tired?

[pinephresh]

[hello Doctor, meet a twelve-year-old human girl wearing a homemade sweater absolutely COVERED in bottle caps]

You got to FLY your tardies? All I can ever do is make airplanes out of 'em. But they're very cute pink paper airplanes.

[kissogramme]

I'll always hear you, Raggedy Man.

[madman_in_abox]

I think you might be getting confused with something else.

[madman_in_abox]

Amy! You're here! You're actually here....[He couldn't help himself, as he launched himself at her, hugging her tight. She was alive. At least in this timeline. But this wasn't 1930's New York, or was it?]

Is Rory here with you too or just you?

[madman_in_abox]

I'd rather not remember those times, as you were practically dead by then. That wasn't the real you.

[ofdrumsthesound]

How was I any less real then than I am now? It's not like I haven't died before. And unless you were paying absolutely no attention at all, you'd know why I blame Rassilon.

[kissogramme]

[ she rests her chin over his shoulder, savoring the feeling of a proper hug, her arms wound just as tightly around him. ]

It's just me.

[pinephresh]

Well what the hey's a TARDIS, then?

[madman_in_abox]

That's the way I like it. [The Doctor didn't hate Rory being with them, it was just easier with the two of them.]

Want to come on adventure with me?

[madman_in_abox]

Yes, I know why you blame him. Yet, you could have run away like me.

[ofdrumsthesound]

Could you have done anything other than running?