“Hold down that leaver, Clara! No not that one!!!!!! Clara!”
“What? What’d I do this time?”
“Go look outside and see for yourself.”
Clara walks over to, and opens the TARDIS door. It makes its normal squeaking sound.
“Oh…” says Clara as she blushes, and walks back over to the Doctor.
“Ya, you were supposed to be going to 1978, but instead, you flew us to Raxacoricofallapatorius. Nice job,” The Doctor jokes as him and Clara exchange smiles.
“Well, where here. Lets go, Clara.” Says the Doctor as he puts his hand out. Clara grabs it, and they walk out the TARDIS door.
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When They All End Up Together {SUPER OLD AND TRASHY}
Fanfictionan imaginative story, made a long time ago, using poor spelling and grammar to tell a very full story. enjoy! 👌🏻🤘🏻
