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canonical_insanityTitle: Unhappy Fairytales.
Characters: Six, unnamed companion who could be Peri or Mel.
Prompt: 116 (Fairytale)
Summary: Six is feeling blue.
Disclaimer: Don't own Doctor Who, wouldn't mind owning Six's coat (there's a lot of things I could do with a technicolour coat) etc and so on. XD
In the gaps between yesterday, today and tomorrow, lived a Doctor dressed in the rainbow and a girl who would leave soon. He knew it better than she did. Because the life that he led burned people out and made them old before their time.
It did the same to him, except he had more lives to burn, to waste in hopeless battles that never actually meant anything. The villains always came back and eventually, he would run out of lives to take. And of people that wanted to keep him company.
This story could never have a happy ending.
Title: The Problem With Ducks...
Characters: Nine, Jack.
Prompt: 203 (Waddle/Waffle/Wattle)
Summary: Nine does not approve of Jack's line of thought.
Disclaimer: Don't own Doctor Who... etc.
"Could you regenerate into a duck?"
It's Jack that says that and Nine glares. Yes, he could regenerate into a duck if he wanted to, but why would he need to? He would never be able to save the universe as a duck. In fact, they might try to eat him with pancakes and sauce.
And that's without mentioning the actual issue with ducks. It wasn't that they were small, or adorable, or that humans ate them. It was that they waddled. How could the leaders of a race that were so ridiculously, fantastically unstable, take something that waddled seriously?
Characters: Six, unnamed companion who could be Peri or Mel.
Prompt: 116 (Fairytale)
Summary: Six is feeling blue.
Disclaimer: Don't own Doctor Who, wouldn't mind owning Six's coat (there's a lot of things I could do with a technicolour coat) etc and so on. XD
In the gaps between yesterday, today and tomorrow, lived a Doctor dressed in the rainbow and a girl who would leave soon. He knew it better than she did. Because the life that he led burned people out and made them old before their time.
It did the same to him, except he had more lives to burn, to waste in hopeless battles that never actually meant anything. The villains always came back and eventually, he would run out of lives to take. And of people that wanted to keep him company.
This story could never have a happy ending.
Title: The Problem With Ducks...
Characters: Nine, Jack.
Prompt: 203 (Waddle/Waffle/Wattle)
Summary: Nine does not approve of Jack's line of thought.
Disclaimer: Don't own Doctor Who... etc.
"Could you regenerate into a duck?"
It's Jack that says that and Nine glares. Yes, he could regenerate into a duck if he wanted to, but why would he need to? He would never be able to save the universe as a duck. In fact, they might try to eat him with pancakes and sauce.
And that's without mentioning the actual issue with ducks. It wasn't that they were small, or adorable, or that humans ate them. It was that they waddled. How could the leaders of a race that were so ridiculously, fantastically unstable, take something that waddled seriously?
