How I Met The Doctor
Waking up, becoming aware of consciousness, staring into the abyss-like black of your eyelids, agitation filling your mind as your alarm seemingly screams in your face. Opening your eyes, ripping the blankets off and slamming the OFF button on the clock. Probably the worst part of the day; especially when you didn’t get much sleep.
I hate mornings; like Anakin Skywalker hates sand. Most likely more. But I had a feeling. A feeling that today would be different. What a feeling………
Standing next to the bus stop, with an eerie feeling, I waited. The bus was late. When it finally arrived, I began to step in. But, I found myself being hit from the side. As I fell, I caught glimpse of a grotesque beast. Lying on the ground in horror, I heard someone yell, “OI! You ugly thing!” Both the beast and I looked at a strange man wearing a bow-tie and standing next to a blue box (It was an odd box. The kind you would see in very old picture. As big as a British telephone stand. But it wasn’t supposed to be next to that bus stop.) with the words “POLICE PUBLIC CALL BOX” on it.
The man was holding an odd-looking device that started making a high-pitched buzzing, almost sonic-sounding, noise. I looked at the beast again and it began distorting, like a hologram shorting out. The man ran over and commenced gazing at the beast while circling it and mumbling. It was frozen, not even close to moving. The man instructed the bus driver to move on (more like flailing his hand in the general direction of away), then told me to stand by his blue box.
He fidgeted with his little invention again and it went on with it’s buzzing. Only a few seconds past before the beast disappeared and all that was left was a small rat. The man picked the rat up with three fingers and stared at it while trotting to his box. “Terrifying things come in small packages” he said, calmly. “I’m the Doctor. Follow me.” ‘The Doctor, huh?’ I thought, complying to his orders.
As we stepped into the Doctor’s blue box, which I had expected to be cramped, something was very wrong. I had to take a few steps back and look out at the small, or big, police box. I walked back in and exclaimed, “It’s bigger on the inside!” The Doctor just smiled and said his box is called “the TARDIS, which stands for Time and Relative Dimension in Space”. She bit him once, he said it happened on an alien planet when the TARDIS stole someone named Idris’ body. I don’t know why that was significant, but was to him.
He explained that he is a Timelord from the planet Gallifrey and that he saves Earth all the time but nobody really ever knows. “So, what’s your name, blondie?” the Doctor inquired. “My name is Kimmie, Kimmie Zucker. And you, you are a very strange man, Doctor.” I replied. “Kimmie, Kim, very nice name, Kimmie. Ooooh! Let’s go on an adventure, Kimmie!” he said, excitedly.
The Doctor began flipping switches and toggling toggles. “Should we go to… no. OOH! Nah. What about… AH! Yes!” he was talking to himself. ‘It’s like he used to have someone with him, but they left.’ I thought, ‘I wonder why this crazy man is all alone.’ The TARDIS started making sort of VWORB-WRAANFSH noise. Very odd. Almost as odd as the Doctor…
[If you want to read more, please go to “My First Doctor Who Fanfic” at the top of the page]