Post by The Second Doctor on Jun 24, 2011 21:32:43 GMT -5
The Second Doctor flew his Tardis through space and time, finally landing on Earth, London, 21st century. The seemingly happy-go-lucky Timelord pushed the doors open, with a "Bye" to his Tardis, whom he had configured as though able to speak.
The Doctor walked out, whistling an old tune from Gallifrey. Maybe he wouldn't have any trouble and have a nice, peaceful day.
Sure.
The Doctor walked out, whistling an old tune from Gallifrey. Maybe he wouldn't have any trouble and have a nice, peaceful day.
Sure.
