In the past few months we've spent travelling with the Doctor, we've come to accept that he's a pretty snazzy guy. (This is not, however, taking into account the fact that Aku's now smitten by him. We're blissfully ignoring that.) We've also come to accept that he can, when he wants to be, be exceptionally...well, thick. Like right now.
Right now, as we speak, he's back on the TARDIS hacking up a lung. With Rose as his nurse, because he's been like this once before while we were on and...well, he's a bit of a Sheldon, and we have our very own Code Milky Green. Unfortunately Rose was Penny this time; we tried to get her out, but...Time Lords, when it comes to colds, are babies. And I think (though as he's the last one I can't really be 100% sure) the Doctor's the worst of them all.
See, he doesn't think he's sick. He'll say he's fine and that he can't get sick, but sheesh. For someone who isn't very keen on religion he certainly prayed to the porcelein gods enough last CMG. (Superior Time Lord phsyiology my foot - he's just as succeptible to colds as we are!)
Anyway, Aku and I got out while we still could. While he could still think clear enough to fly the TARDIS we told him to drop us off on...well, I'm still not sure where we are - but he thinks we'll find superior, anti-aspirin cold medicine here. He said he'd be back after he took Rose to see her mum, but she called us not too long ago to tell us he keeled before she could get out. May the good Ford be with her in this time of trial.
Well, I may not know where we are, but hey - at least there's a beach where the disease-infected Doctor is far away from! =D
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THIS IS A PARODY (OF SORTS). It's a joke based on my MySpace bground pic and the subsequent jokes Aku and I made about all the reasons Aku shouldn't go around Nine. All x-posted from MySpace, and yeah. Doctor Who © Auntie Beeb.
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