Annie Edison is pretty sure that small blue phone boxes aren't supposed to be bigger on the inside. She's pretty much memorized her physics book and she just knows it's impossible. But here she is, standing in something that couldn't possibly be real, and she feels really, really stupid.
To be perfectly honest, she didn't know that phone boxes came in shades of blue, either.
And she really didn't know that phone boxes could be flown through time and space by young men who dress similarly to Vaughn's hipster friends.
"It's...it's bigger on the inside," she tells him, and he grins.
"Yes! I was waiting for you to say that," he tells her, and then lays a hand on her shoulder. "Do you want the grand tour?"
She doesn't really know what she wants. She wants things to make sense; she wants her dress to be prettier; she wants to put down her chemistry book that she's been gripping so tightly.
"Who are you?" she asks.
He smiles. "Why, I'm the Doctor."
She doesn't ask about the name. If Britta can be named after a water filter, she's pretty sure anything goes.
A sigh. "Yeah, okay," she says. "I'll see more."
"Fantastic! Where do you want to go?" he asks.
"Um...what?"
"Where do you want to go? You see, this incredible little blue box, for all of its marvels on the inside, can show you all of the wonderful things on the outside, too," he says, leaning against the control panel.
"Oh," Annie says. She holds on to her chemistry book.
He looks at her, crookedly smiling, fondling a lever. "We can go anywhere, anytime you want," he says. "And you won't have to worry about chemistry, wonderful subject that it is."
She smiles back, nervously. Slowly, she places her chemistry book on the floor, and walks over to him. "Okay, Doctor," she says, biting her lip.
Of all the things Annie Edison knows, of all the things Annie Edison has experienced, of all the things Annie Edison wishes she didn't know and of all she wishes she did, she never could have expected this. A small, blue phone box that travels in time, piloted by some crazy in suspenders that look like they come from a thrift shop.
And she never could have expected that he would have asked her to leave with him, showed her all of the things he has, and still manage to keep his promise that he would get her back in time for her chemistry final.
(Originally much longer: full fic HERE (http://madeelly.livejournal.com/293850.html).)
Things Annie Edison Didn't Know - Community/Doctor Who (Annie/Eleven)
To be perfectly honest, she didn't know that phone boxes came in shades of blue, either.
And she really didn't know that phone boxes could be flown through time and space by young men who dress similarly to Vaughn's hipster friends.
"It's...it's bigger on the inside," she tells him, and he grins.
"Yes! I was waiting for you to say that," he tells her, and then lays a hand on her shoulder. "Do you want the grand tour?"
She doesn't really know what she wants. She wants things to make sense; she wants her dress to be prettier; she wants to put down her chemistry book that she's been gripping so tightly.
"Who are you?" she asks.
He smiles. "Why, I'm the Doctor."
She doesn't ask about the name. If Britta can be named after a water filter, she's pretty sure anything goes.
A sigh. "Yeah, okay," she says. "I'll see more."
"Fantastic! Where do you want to go?" he asks.
"Um...what?"
"Where do you want to go? You see, this incredible little blue box, for all of its marvels on the inside, can show you all of the wonderful things on the outside, too," he says, leaning against the control panel.
"Oh," Annie says. She holds on to her chemistry book.
He looks at her, crookedly smiling, fondling a lever. "We can go anywhere, anytime you want," he says. "And you won't have to worry about chemistry, wonderful subject that it is."
She smiles back, nervously. Slowly, she places her chemistry book on the floor, and walks over to him. "Okay, Doctor," she says, biting her lip.
Of all the things Annie Edison knows, of all the things Annie Edison has experienced, of all the things Annie Edison wishes she didn't know and of all she wishes she did, she never could have expected this. A small, blue phone box that travels in time, piloted by some crazy in suspenders that look like they come from a thrift shop.
And she never could have expected that he would have asked her to leave with him, showed her all of the things he has, and still manage to keep his promise that he would get her back in time for her chemistry final.
(Originally much longer: full fic HERE (http://madeelly.livejournal.com/293850.html).)