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toxic_cornSeries: Kristy and The Doctor
Title: Chapter Six - Wide-Eyed Wanderer
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toxic_corn and nutmeg610
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Ann M. Martin, Scholastic Books, and the BBC. Sometimes ABC even. And NBC. Okay, practically no one is ours, okay? We aren't collecting any money so pretty please don't sue? We're both broke college students.
Summary: Kristy Thomas has been doing well since her days as president of the Babysitters Club. She's about to graduate from the University of Connecticut and her best friend's finacee can get her a place in the LAPD. It looks like her future is set until a strange man in a magic blue box shows up and changes everything...
Authors' Note: Yet another pairing in the crack series. We found the idea of The Doctor having to put up with the blunt, bossy Kristy to be funny and from there the story grew. If you think that now we are officially certifiable, you're most likely right. This follows the other stories in the crack series: Your Boyfriend Snorts Cocaine, Mary Anne and Wanna Get It On, Dawn?
Catch up on earlier chapters at the organizational post.
Another big damn crossover in this one. :P
Chapter Six - Wide-Eyed Wanderer
Rule number one: Don't wander away. Simple enough rule. So why did I forget it?
- excerpt from Kristy Thomas' diary
Well, it was bound to happen. She got lost frequently in the grocery store when she'd been a little kid, liking to look at shiny new toys while her mother moved on to the dairy or produce section. One minute she'd be there, the next gone and Kristy would wander around trying to find her. That sort of thing continued as she got older, though the shiny toys changed over the years. With that kind of track record, it was only a matter of time before she'd get separated from The Doctor.
So here she was. Alone. In the future. And the TARDIS had been malfunctioning all day so it wasn't translating as it should and people in the future apparently liked to speak Chinese. A lot of it.
Panicked, Kristy walked through the marketplace, hoping to find The Doctor's familiar face. He'd stand out in this crowd; not many people here took regular baths it looked like.
Up ahead, she saw a hulking, familiar figure that without thinking she ran up to and grabbed the man's arm. "Chad??"
The man glared at her and jerked his arm out of her grasp. "No, ya gorram nutjob. Jayne."
Jayne? Well, maybe it was his last name. She looked at him in confusion. "Did you just try to say god damn? Sounded like you had a mouthful of marbles."
"God damn?" the man repeated incredulously. "Who the gui says god damn anymore?"
"Who the what?"
The man not named Chad frowned at her. "Gui. Means 'hell.' Where'd ya grow up? Middle 'a ruttin' no and where, where they don't teach ya Mandarin?"
"Not a lot of Mandarin in Connecticut, no. I think there was only one Chinese restaurant in Stoneybrook..." Wow, Stoneybrook had been the middle of no and where. Any place where someone with a southern accent like Logan had was considered an amazing novelty had to be pretty sad on a cultural level. The man didn't look all that interested in her life story so she quickly changed subjects.
"Uh, anyway... Have you seen a guy about a few inches shorter than you? Really skinny and kind of prissy? I'm traveling with him."
"I only know one short, skinny, prissy guy, an' he travels 'round with us. He's the ship's doctor." Jayne sneered just thinking of him.
Kristy's face lit up. "Oh my god, The Doctor! Yeah, that's him!"
Jayne's frown deepened. "You sure? He ain't been off the ship in awhile so how could he be travelin' 'round with you?"
Maybe he'd left her and gone with some other people on the TARDIS? But she wasn't about to explain time travel to this man. "Well, um, can you take me to him so I can find out for sure?"
He rolled his eyes at the imposition. "Fine. But keep up. I ain't waitin' fer yer short legs ta catch up ta me."
With that, he took off at what couldn't have possibly been his usual pace, just to spite her. Unluckily for him, Kristy was in shape and managed to keep up. She worked up a sweat dogging his heels but followed him all the way to the old, lackluster ship he traveled on. He strode up the ramp where a girl with long dark hair obscuring her face was playing jacks.
"Hey, Crazy girl; where's yer brother at?"
The girl raised her face to them, making Kristy stop in her tracks at the sight of her familiar features. "Mary Anne?!!"
"Long way from home. Think you'll see it all. Don't care about the consequences." The girl tilted her head, looking at Kristy. "I am called River."
"Yeah, ain't that creepifyin'. Now where's the Doc?" Jayne asked, impatiently.
"I fell down somewhere, right? And hit my head? One dead on lookalike I can handle, but two? And a married couple even?" Kristy shook her head and knelt down to look at the jacks. "We used to play this back in the day."
Jayne's jaw dropped. "We ain't married! Why I wanna git hitched ta anyone, let alone a crazy assassin?"
"Why would I want to marry an ape-man with deplorable habits and manners? Plebeian," River shot back, sticking out her tongue.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Jayne said, making the talking hand gesture. "Tell me where the Doc is or I swear I'll..."
"What?"
"I'll tickle it outta ya." Jayne took a threatening step toward her.
"EEEEK!" River jumped up and hid behind one of the crates in the cargo bay. "In the infirmary, Silverback," she called from safety.
Once Jayne had stalked off, Kristy voiced her amusement. "Oh my god. You guys are adorable. Not nearly as barf-inducing as Chad and Mary Anne are but I think you'll get there someday."
River peeked out from behind the crate. "He has his kind moments. They, however, are few and far between."
"Same with Chad. Wait until you get Jayne wrapped around your finger, though. I suggest using puppy eyes." She widened her eyes in demonstration, looking as pathetic as possible.
"Captain Daddy says my eyes could destroy worlds," River said solemnly.
"... Um, did he mean that as a compliment or what?" Kristy asked, raising her eyebrow.
"A compliment. He issues them in such a way as to make one feel insulted."
Jayne came back into the room with a dark-haired man who was not her doctor. "Right, here's the Doc."
"That's not the- Dr. Tam!!! Hi!!!" She pulled her t-shirt down to show him her shoulder. "Look, you did such an awesome job attaching my arm that there's hardly a scar, see?"
Dr. Tam looked uncomfortable. "Um, I'm sorry, I've had so many patients over the years..."
Kristy took in his blank face and nodded. "Right. Well, you were the wrong doctor I was looking for so I'll just take off now." Fully feeling that she was all alone, Kristy blinked to keep her eyes from spilling tears. She nodded to Jayne. "Thanks for your help."
River came out from behind her crate and gently hugged Kristy. "He's missing you too. He thinks he's lost you."
"Where is he?" Kristy's voice broke.
"Mmm, searching. He's faint in my head."
"Who, mei mei," Dr. Tam asked, looking confused.
"Her Doctor, Simon," River said, her tone indicating he should try to keep up with current events.
"That doesn't help me!" Kristy exclaimed, frustrated. She calmed down when she saw the hurt look on River's face. "Sorry. But... well, it doesn't." She pushed River's hair behind her ears. "God you look just like her."
River blinked at her owlishly. "Yes, I see. She has nicer hair though. Mine's always tangled. It keeps the bad thoughts from getting in."
"Maybe you should make a hat out of tin foil?" Kristy suggested with a cheeky grin.
"No such thing anymore."
"Wow, really? I always thought there'd be plenty since they're not biodegradable and we had huge landfills of the stuff." Kristy sighed heavily. "Anyway. I'd better keep looking for him. Bye, River. Good luck keeping those bad thoughts out."
"Thank you. I hope my web of tangled silk is adequate protection."
"What in the ruttin' hell are you talkin' 'bout?" Jayne snapped.
"Her hair," Kristy said, giving him a duh look which earned her a nasty look in response.
"Weren't you leavin' our boat? Better git back on that."
Kristy looked at River. "Still? Much more pleasant than Chad." With that, she headed down the ramp and continued her search for The Doctor.
~*~
Maybe he really had left her. She'd been all over the market, asked at different shops and there was still no sign of him. Frustrated, she kicked a rock and watched it bounce along the dirt, landing near a man in a long brown coat. Kristy looked at him a moment and wasn't entirely surprised that in this land of doppelgangers, she'd found yet another person who looked like someone she knew.
She went over to the man without much hope. "Let me guess; your name isn't Kevin."
"Nope. Name ain't David, Rich, Allen, Tom, 'er John neither. Boy, yer a smart one!"
Having had enough, Kristy turned and walked away, holding back angry tears.
~*~
"Nice one, sir," Zoe observed.
"Dammit, Zo, it ain't my fault that womenfolk run up ta me spoutin' nonsense all the time!" Malcolm Reynolds said, defensively. He called after the girl, "Would it help matters if I jus' said I was named Kevin?"
The girl wiped angrily at the tears rolling down her face. "No, it wouldn't. Just forget it."
Mal shrugged at Zoe. Well, he'd done what he could. "I dunno. But don't you mention this ta 'Nara. She'll have a field day with this. Always acts like my misery's a gorram ray a sunshine in her life."
They watched the girl cross the street and settle down against the wall of a mercantile, looking like she was exhausted and planning her next move.
"Think she's lost?" Zoe asked in that way she had, like she already knew the answer but was trying to steer him toward where she wanted him to go. Women could be so damn manipulative.
"Might be. Sure don't look like she belongs out here." Mal looked over the girl's fine made clothes and judging by her way of speaking, she was most likely Core.
"Too clean. She'll probably be dead she stays where she is an hour more. Pretty thing like her'll attract the rough sort." Zoe left it at that, letting Mal draw his one conclusion.
"Most like." He pulled up his holster a bit. "Well, shall we play the big damn heroes?"
"Why not?" Zoe shrugged.
They crossed the street to the girl who was resting her chin on her drawn up knees.
"Scuse me, Miss?"
The girl looked up and groaned when she saw Mal, dropping her face back down on her knees. "Look, I'm sorry I asked if your name was Kevin, okay? It won't happen again, I promise."
"Nah, we jus' came over ta see if we could help ya out. Looks ta us like yer lost, and ya ain't from 'round here, huh?"
She heaved a shuddery sigh. "No, I'm not."
"Well, a nice Core-bred girl like yourself ain't safe in these parts. Why dontcha tell us why yer here and where ya need ta be an' Zoe an' I'll do what we can."
"Do you have a time machine?" the girl asked, raising her eyebrow.
Mal snorted. "Nah, I can't say we do."
"Then thank you, but you can't help me," the girl said, dropping her head again.
Annoyed, Mal turned to Zoe. "See the thanks we get? Hell, this always happens when we try ta do good deeds. Like that fancy dressed Core fella in the ammo shop. Tried ta tell 'em that the gun he was lookin' at was go se, but he's all 'It's a classic. It's fantastic!' Ha!"
The girl's head snapped back up again, eyes wide. "What did this guy look like??"
"Like a skinny, pompous hun dan." Mal shrugged.
"He had brown hair, and was wearing a suit with stripes," Zoe said, sending a sidelong glance at Mal.
"Oh my god that's him!!!" The girl leapt to her feet and before Mal knew it, he had an armful of girl kissing him warmly on the mouth. Just as quick as it happened it was over and she was turning to Zoe. "Where did he go?"
"Well, we left him in the ammo shop back in town." Zoe pointed. "It's 'bout halfway down the strip on the lefthand side."
"Thank you!" The girl took off running in that direction, Mal looking after her, stunned.
A smile slowly spread across his face. "Well, well, looks like being a hero paid off after all." He started to head back to the ship. "Think I should inform 'Nara 'bout my heroic endeavors."
"Just heroics, huh? You won't be mentioning that a pretty Core girl kissed you?"
"Oh, of course I am. Ain't no need ta hide it. I'm irresistible, ya know."
"Of course, sir."
~*~
"Doctor? Doctor!!"
The Doctor popped up from where he'd been examining guns for the last two and a half hours, relieved to hear Kristy's voice. "Kristy! There you are. I was worried you'd gotten into trouble."
She leapt into his arms for a hug and surprised, he caught her and hugged her back. "Where'd you run off to?"
"I swear I thought you were right there and then the next thing I know, I run into this big guy who looks like Chad but he wasn't Chad and he was speaking Chinese and I realized the TARDIS wasn't translating it for me anymore and then he said he knew a doctor so I went with him to his ship but it was the wrong doctor, Doctor Tam, only he didn't remember me and I saw Mary Anne and Kevin but they weren't Mary Anne or Kevin and it was so confusing and I didn't know anyone and was lost and I couldn't find you!"
Not knowing what to make of her garbled recitation, he gently patted her back. "There, there. It all turned out alright."
Suddenly, Kristy ripped herself out of his embrace and slugged him in the arm, hard. "So then I find out you're here looking for guns while I'm running around everywhere trying to find you! Nice to know you were concerned!" She huffed. "River said you were but maybe she was just crazy and not psychic like I thought..."
He wasn't about to admit that he'd done the panicked search himself, so he went with the half-truth. "Well, if you must know, when I discovered you were missing, I came in here, because it seems to be the hub of all activity here in town, and I deduced that you would eventually find your way here. It seemed much more logical than to run out looking for you, and most likely missing your presence at each location by a matter of minutes, so..." He shoved her shoulder gently. "You're welcome."
Her righteous indignation deflated. "That makes sense. I should've done that too but... I panicked."
"Well now you know what to do next time."
"Cry outside a mercantile until a sexy man in a brown coat comes to help me?" She gave him a half grin.
The Doctor thought that over and shrugged. "Well if that's how you want to go about it, sure."
"Worked well enough for me. And I guess for him, too. I gave him a kiss for his troubles."
She'd been off kissing some bloke while he was worried sick about her? He kept his expression neutral. "Bet he was astonished by that."
"He did look a little stunned, yeah." She giggled a little.
"Right. I'd say it's time we vacated this dust bowl of despair. What do you say?"
"Yeah, let's go. Why did we even come here anyway? It's so depressing."
Hand on her back, he ushered her out of the store before any more "sexy men in brown coats" could catch her fancy.
< Chapter Five - Epiphany : Chapter Seven - Discretion
Title: Chapter Six - Wide-Eyed Wanderer
Author:
toxic_corn and nutmeg610Rating: PG-13 for this chapter
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Ann M. Martin, Scholastic Books, and the BBC. Sometimes ABC even. And NBC. Okay, practically no one is ours, okay? We aren't collecting any money so pretty please don't sue? We're both broke college students.
Summary: Kristy Thomas has been doing well since her days as president of the Babysitters Club. She's about to graduate from the University of Connecticut and her best friend's finacee can get her a place in the LAPD. It looks like her future is set until a strange man in a magic blue box shows up and changes everything...
Authors' Note: Yet another pairing in the crack series. We found the idea of The Doctor having to put up with the blunt, bossy Kristy to be funny and from there the story grew. If you think that now we are officially certifiable, you're most likely right. This follows the other stories in the crack series: Your Boyfriend Snorts Cocaine, Mary Anne and Wanna Get It On, Dawn?
Catch up on earlier chapters at the organizational post.
Another big damn crossover in this one. :P
Rule number one: Don't wander away. Simple enough rule. So why did I forget it?
- excerpt from Kristy Thomas' diary
Well, it was bound to happen. She got lost frequently in the grocery store when she'd been a little kid, liking to look at shiny new toys while her mother moved on to the dairy or produce section. One minute she'd be there, the next gone and Kristy would wander around trying to find her. That sort of thing continued as she got older, though the shiny toys changed over the years. With that kind of track record, it was only a matter of time before she'd get separated from The Doctor.
So here she was. Alone. In the future. And the TARDIS had been malfunctioning all day so it wasn't translating as it should and people in the future apparently liked to speak Chinese. A lot of it.
Panicked, Kristy walked through the marketplace, hoping to find The Doctor's familiar face. He'd stand out in this crowd; not many people here took regular baths it looked like.
Up ahead, she saw a hulking, familiar figure that without thinking she ran up to and grabbed the man's arm. "Chad??"
The man glared at her and jerked his arm out of her grasp. "No, ya gorram nutjob. Jayne."
Jayne? Well, maybe it was his last name. She looked at him in confusion. "Did you just try to say god damn? Sounded like you had a mouthful of marbles."
"God damn?" the man repeated incredulously. "Who the gui says god damn anymore?"
"Who the what?"
The man not named Chad frowned at her. "Gui. Means 'hell.' Where'd ya grow up? Middle 'a ruttin' no and where, where they don't teach ya Mandarin?"
"Not a lot of Mandarin in Connecticut, no. I think there was only one Chinese restaurant in Stoneybrook..." Wow, Stoneybrook had been the middle of no and where. Any place where someone with a southern accent like Logan had was considered an amazing novelty had to be pretty sad on a cultural level. The man didn't look all that interested in her life story so she quickly changed subjects.
"Uh, anyway... Have you seen a guy about a few inches shorter than you? Really skinny and kind of prissy? I'm traveling with him."
"I only know one short, skinny, prissy guy, an' he travels 'round with us. He's the ship's doctor." Jayne sneered just thinking of him.
Kristy's face lit up. "Oh my god, The Doctor! Yeah, that's him!"
Jayne's frown deepened. "You sure? He ain't been off the ship in awhile so how could he be travelin' 'round with you?"
Maybe he'd left her and gone with some other people on the TARDIS? But she wasn't about to explain time travel to this man. "Well, um, can you take me to him so I can find out for sure?"
He rolled his eyes at the imposition. "Fine. But keep up. I ain't waitin' fer yer short legs ta catch up ta me."
With that, he took off at what couldn't have possibly been his usual pace, just to spite her. Unluckily for him, Kristy was in shape and managed to keep up. She worked up a sweat dogging his heels but followed him all the way to the old, lackluster ship he traveled on. He strode up the ramp where a girl with long dark hair obscuring her face was playing jacks.
"Hey, Crazy girl; where's yer brother at?"
The girl raised her face to them, making Kristy stop in her tracks at the sight of her familiar features. "Mary Anne?!!"
"Long way from home. Think you'll see it all. Don't care about the consequences." The girl tilted her head, looking at Kristy. "I am called River."
"Yeah, ain't that creepifyin'. Now where's the Doc?" Jayne asked, impatiently.
"I fell down somewhere, right? And hit my head? One dead on lookalike I can handle, but two? And a married couple even?" Kristy shook her head and knelt down to look at the jacks. "We used to play this back in the day."
Jayne's jaw dropped. "We ain't married! Why I wanna git hitched ta anyone, let alone a crazy assassin?"
"Why would I want to marry an ape-man with deplorable habits and manners? Plebeian," River shot back, sticking out her tongue.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Jayne said, making the talking hand gesture. "Tell me where the Doc is or I swear I'll..."
"What?"
"I'll tickle it outta ya." Jayne took a threatening step toward her.
"EEEEK!" River jumped up and hid behind one of the crates in the cargo bay. "In the infirmary, Silverback," she called from safety.
Once Jayne had stalked off, Kristy voiced her amusement. "Oh my god. You guys are adorable. Not nearly as barf-inducing as Chad and Mary Anne are but I think you'll get there someday."
River peeked out from behind the crate. "He has his kind moments. They, however, are few and far between."
"Same with Chad. Wait until you get Jayne wrapped around your finger, though. I suggest using puppy eyes." She widened her eyes in demonstration, looking as pathetic as possible.
"Captain Daddy says my eyes could destroy worlds," River said solemnly.
"... Um, did he mean that as a compliment or what?" Kristy asked, raising her eyebrow.
"A compliment. He issues them in such a way as to make one feel insulted."
Jayne came back into the room with a dark-haired man who was not her doctor. "Right, here's the Doc."
"That's not the- Dr. Tam!!! Hi!!!" She pulled her t-shirt down to show him her shoulder. "Look, you did such an awesome job attaching my arm that there's hardly a scar, see?"
Dr. Tam looked uncomfortable. "Um, I'm sorry, I've had so many patients over the years..."
Kristy took in his blank face and nodded. "Right. Well, you were the wrong doctor I was looking for so I'll just take off now." Fully feeling that she was all alone, Kristy blinked to keep her eyes from spilling tears. She nodded to Jayne. "Thanks for your help."
River came out from behind her crate and gently hugged Kristy. "He's missing you too. He thinks he's lost you."
"Where is he?" Kristy's voice broke.
"Mmm, searching. He's faint in my head."
"Who, mei mei," Dr. Tam asked, looking confused.
"Her Doctor, Simon," River said, her tone indicating he should try to keep up with current events.
"That doesn't help me!" Kristy exclaimed, frustrated. She calmed down when she saw the hurt look on River's face. "Sorry. But... well, it doesn't." She pushed River's hair behind her ears. "God you look just like her."
River blinked at her owlishly. "Yes, I see. She has nicer hair though. Mine's always tangled. It keeps the bad thoughts from getting in."
"Maybe you should make a hat out of tin foil?" Kristy suggested with a cheeky grin.
"No such thing anymore."
"Wow, really? I always thought there'd be plenty since they're not biodegradable and we had huge landfills of the stuff." Kristy sighed heavily. "Anyway. I'd better keep looking for him. Bye, River. Good luck keeping those bad thoughts out."
"Thank you. I hope my web of tangled silk is adequate protection."
"What in the ruttin' hell are you talkin' 'bout?" Jayne snapped.
"Her hair," Kristy said, giving him a duh look which earned her a nasty look in response.
"Weren't you leavin' our boat? Better git back on that."
Kristy looked at River. "Still? Much more pleasant than Chad." With that, she headed down the ramp and continued her search for The Doctor.
Maybe he really had left her. She'd been all over the market, asked at different shops and there was still no sign of him. Frustrated, she kicked a rock and watched it bounce along the dirt, landing near a man in a long brown coat. Kristy looked at him a moment and wasn't entirely surprised that in this land of doppelgangers, she'd found yet another person who looked like someone she knew.
She went over to the man without much hope. "Let me guess; your name isn't Kevin."
"Nope. Name ain't David, Rich, Allen, Tom, 'er John neither. Boy, yer a smart one!"
Having had enough, Kristy turned and walked away, holding back angry tears.
"Nice one, sir," Zoe observed.
"Dammit, Zo, it ain't my fault that womenfolk run up ta me spoutin' nonsense all the time!" Malcolm Reynolds said, defensively. He called after the girl, "Would it help matters if I jus' said I was named Kevin?"
The girl wiped angrily at the tears rolling down her face. "No, it wouldn't. Just forget it."
Mal shrugged at Zoe. Well, he'd done what he could. "I dunno. But don't you mention this ta 'Nara. She'll have a field day with this. Always acts like my misery's a gorram ray a sunshine in her life."
They watched the girl cross the street and settle down against the wall of a mercantile, looking like she was exhausted and planning her next move.
"Think she's lost?" Zoe asked in that way she had, like she already knew the answer but was trying to steer him toward where she wanted him to go. Women could be so damn manipulative.
"Might be. Sure don't look like she belongs out here." Mal looked over the girl's fine made clothes and judging by her way of speaking, she was most likely Core.
"Too clean. She'll probably be dead she stays where she is an hour more. Pretty thing like her'll attract the rough sort." Zoe left it at that, letting Mal draw his one conclusion.
"Most like." He pulled up his holster a bit. "Well, shall we play the big damn heroes?"
"Why not?" Zoe shrugged.
They crossed the street to the girl who was resting her chin on her drawn up knees.
"Scuse me, Miss?"
The girl looked up and groaned when she saw Mal, dropping her face back down on her knees. "Look, I'm sorry I asked if your name was Kevin, okay? It won't happen again, I promise."
"Nah, we jus' came over ta see if we could help ya out. Looks ta us like yer lost, and ya ain't from 'round here, huh?"
She heaved a shuddery sigh. "No, I'm not."
"Well, a nice Core-bred girl like yourself ain't safe in these parts. Why dontcha tell us why yer here and where ya need ta be an' Zoe an' I'll do what we can."
"Do you have a time machine?" the girl asked, raising her eyebrow.
Mal snorted. "Nah, I can't say we do."
"Then thank you, but you can't help me," the girl said, dropping her head again.
Annoyed, Mal turned to Zoe. "See the thanks we get? Hell, this always happens when we try ta do good deeds. Like that fancy dressed Core fella in the ammo shop. Tried ta tell 'em that the gun he was lookin' at was go se, but he's all 'It's a classic. It's fantastic!' Ha!"
The girl's head snapped back up again, eyes wide. "What did this guy look like??"
"Like a skinny, pompous hun dan." Mal shrugged.
"He had brown hair, and was wearing a suit with stripes," Zoe said, sending a sidelong glance at Mal.
"Oh my god that's him!!!" The girl leapt to her feet and before Mal knew it, he had an armful of girl kissing him warmly on the mouth. Just as quick as it happened it was over and she was turning to Zoe. "Where did he go?"
"Well, we left him in the ammo shop back in town." Zoe pointed. "It's 'bout halfway down the strip on the lefthand side."
"Thank you!" The girl took off running in that direction, Mal looking after her, stunned.
A smile slowly spread across his face. "Well, well, looks like being a hero paid off after all." He started to head back to the ship. "Think I should inform 'Nara 'bout my heroic endeavors."
"Just heroics, huh? You won't be mentioning that a pretty Core girl kissed you?"
"Oh, of course I am. Ain't no need ta hide it. I'm irresistible, ya know."
"Of course, sir."
"Doctor? Doctor!!"
The Doctor popped up from where he'd been examining guns for the last two and a half hours, relieved to hear Kristy's voice. "Kristy! There you are. I was worried you'd gotten into trouble."
She leapt into his arms for a hug and surprised, he caught her and hugged her back. "Where'd you run off to?"
"I swear I thought you were right there and then the next thing I know, I run into this big guy who looks like Chad but he wasn't Chad and he was speaking Chinese and I realized the TARDIS wasn't translating it for me anymore and then he said he knew a doctor so I went with him to his ship but it was the wrong doctor, Doctor Tam, only he didn't remember me and I saw Mary Anne and Kevin but they weren't Mary Anne or Kevin and it was so confusing and I didn't know anyone and was lost and I couldn't find you!"
Not knowing what to make of her garbled recitation, he gently patted her back. "There, there. It all turned out alright."
Suddenly, Kristy ripped herself out of his embrace and slugged him in the arm, hard. "So then I find out you're here looking for guns while I'm running around everywhere trying to find you! Nice to know you were concerned!" She huffed. "River said you were but maybe she was just crazy and not psychic like I thought..."
He wasn't about to admit that he'd done the panicked search himself, so he went with the half-truth. "Well, if you must know, when I discovered you were missing, I came in here, because it seems to be the hub of all activity here in town, and I deduced that you would eventually find your way here. It seemed much more logical than to run out looking for you, and most likely missing your presence at each location by a matter of minutes, so..." He shoved her shoulder gently. "You're welcome."
Her righteous indignation deflated. "That makes sense. I should've done that too but... I panicked."
"Well now you know what to do next time."
"Cry outside a mercantile until a sexy man in a brown coat comes to help me?" She gave him a half grin.
The Doctor thought that over and shrugged. "Well if that's how you want to go about it, sure."
"Worked well enough for me. And I guess for him, too. I gave him a kiss for his troubles."
She'd been off kissing some bloke while he was worried sick about her? He kept his expression neutral. "Bet he was astonished by that."
"He did look a little stunned, yeah." She giggled a little.
"Right. I'd say it's time we vacated this dust bowl of despair. What do you say?"
"Yeah, let's go. Why did we even come here anyway? It's so depressing."
Hand on her back, he ushered her out of the store before any more "sexy men in brown coats" could catch her fancy.
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Date: 2007-03-17 08:39 pm (UTC)Loved seeing the Firefly gang in this. *pets confused Mal and Simon*
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Date: 2007-03-17 08:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-17 08:39 pm (UTC)But I have to glare at the Doctor, no matter how cute he is... Tell her, you doofus! Tell her! Damn you! *shakes fist*
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Date: 2007-03-17 08:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-17 09:34 pm (UTC)Or should I be glaring at YOU, Tox? Hmm?
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Date: 2007-03-17 09:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-17 09:17 pm (UTC)And how is it I can write crazy!River in a fic that doesn't focus on her, but can't write crazy!River worth a crap in fics where she's the lead? O_o Weeeeird...
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Date: 2007-03-17 09:21 pm (UTC)It was fun plotting this out. And playing the Zoe to your Mal! :D
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Date: 2007-03-18 12:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-18 01:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-10 09:25 pm (UTC)JAYNE AND RIVER! SIMON ,ZOE AND MAL!
*is all happy in her BSC/Firefly/Who moment*
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Date: 2008-01-11 05:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-01 01:17 pm (UTC)*brainstorm*
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Date: 2008-03-01 09:10 pm (UTC)