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Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! I love apples! Maybe that's why I've failed for the test to become one =( But... I don't eat them every day... I swear *snif*

After I went to the toilet, they were sitting at a table. Just camly sitting there whithout saying a word. I felt sorry for the Doctor, Katie must have been staring at him all of the time. Poor fellow.
Tea, I love tea. And smell of warm bread. My stomach aches, because it missed diner perhaps.
'Your dad looks cute', Katie whispered. Oh common! That's so wrong!
I doubted, couldn't decide what to say. 'Weird sitiation, ain't it?', I noticed.
'Yes, but you will get used to it. Weird things happen when you are a time lord. Just have to accept that not everything goes the logical way. More like nothing is in the usual order'
Yes, I bet. For me it's all new and crazy. But the Doctor got used to it. Getting used to to mixed up time and space takes only a few years or centuries.
And this person would become a father for me in time as well. At least, I believe so.
'You know, you don't look anything alike Matt Smith', Katie thought. 'Only that you look about his age and brown hair, but the features'
'Yeah, right. Katie, you really expected him to look alike that actor!?!', I would be shocked if that was for serious.
'I'm sorry', the Doctor apologised.
'No it's cool. To be true, I have to apologise, my hair only looks somewhat red because I used paint and didn't take the time to wash it after painting. Sorry for giving you false hope', I joked.
'I can hear your accent, it's different'
'Correct. English is not my native language'
'What languages does my daughter speak?'
'English as you noticed, Dutch and German'
'Do you also speak Spanish?', he asked in Spanish.
'I don't speak Spanish', I awnsered in Spanish. 'Even my French is better than Spanish. Knowing my French is worse than my Italian'
Katie immediatly remembered something.'Oh, Indy, you remember, we also speak Indonesian, because of your father! You remember?!'
I laughed. Of course I did.
The Doctor looked at me, full of expectations.
'Orang-oetan, meaning forest men, potlood, asbak. Impressing, isn't it?'
Yeah, I felt pretty smart ass. While he was looking like he just met some kind of idiot, which was completely true by the way.
Ouch, hunger!!! Where is the bread? It must be here, the smell...
Bread never tasted that way good before. Finally my tummy got some peace. Speaking of peace, my body wanted some rest. The heavy limbs were too much.
'There's a perfect place for a hammock. Shame I haven't got one', I mumured while pointing somewhere close to the ceiling.
'But you have', according to Katie there was one in the biggest bag. She opened the bag, took a large folded object.
Next thing I knew was that I was lying down above the ground. Slowly rocking in a gentle light state of consciousness.
Someone down below was saying that timetraveling... not good?... Something about that he lost everyone he traveled with. Didn't sound important at the moment.
No, important was that I did find this castle that appeared in my mind, to save little Samuel. Yes, that was what I had to do. Close my eyes. Go with the rolling waves. Into the darkness.

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  • FantasyChapters

    Mooiheid. ;3
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