Christmas Open Thread

[rude_not_ginger]

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• THE DOCTOR LEARNS THE TRUE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS •

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Christmas Eve. 2009.

The Doctor loved Christmas! Back when he was a wee Time Lord, the first place he ever landed was London on Christmas Eve. He promised himself he'd never miss another Christmas ever, but that promise went into the same pile as "Lose weight" and "Regenerate a better hairline" and "Stop leaving companions in other universes". But the Doctor had never quite gotten the hang of New Years'. (He once spent several hours commiserating on the similarity between the confusing nature of New Years and Thursdays with one Arthur Dent, who will sadly not be appearing in this piece of narrative. -editor)

But! Through all his travels in space and time, he still hadn't quite figured out what Christmas was for exactly. Except as a yearly excuse for turkey, too much wine, and plum pudding (all of which the Doctor approved of). This year, though, as he strode the streets on this wonderful Christmas Eve, the Doctor decided he would figure out exactly what Christmas was all about.

This may or may not have included use of a intergalactic manipulative detector and a full pack of radio stellar isotopian crystals. Oh, and a cup of hot chocolate. In a festively-coloured cup.

There was a lovely light snow, and the Doctor grinned madly at the stars. Christmas. This year, he was going to figure out what it was all about.


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OOC: Open thread, feel free to tag in as if your character is a passerby or as if your character is a long-standing companion! I'll be working on this thread up until the New Year, most likely! Everyone from any verse (or no verse!) is welcome, just let me know if you'd prefer it from a community or specific universe! And, for this thread, threadhopping is totally welcome!

Happy Holidays, everyone! &hearts

Comments

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

A corner of Martha's mouth twitched up into a smile. "So did my mum really write you a letter telling us we couldn't have a Nintendo 'cos it'd rot our brains?"

Anyway, even a time traveller would have problems with doing all that work - not to mention crossing his own timeline. But Martha didn't contradict him.

"Still north." Martha tapped it against her hand for a moment. "D'you think it's stuck? 'Cos I remember being at the North Pole, and not only was it more than a little cold, but there definitely was not any sort of Santa's workshop there."

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Not really," the Doctor said. "I just ran out of adapter cables."

The Doctor nodded in agreement. "Must be north of this area. I wonder what sort of a psychic phenomenon could be---"

He turned the corner to see a wide, open area with a small band, some dancing shoppers, and a huge Christmas tree. The collection of people alone would explain the psychic collection. It made the Doctor grin.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

"To be fair, she was probably right." Martha shrugged. "It was just one of those things I always wanted, you know?"

"Oh, that's brilliant!" She smiled widely at the Doctor. "Look, there's an ice-skating rink just over there, too." She pointed at the ice with one gloved hand. "I had no idea any of this was here."

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Neither did I," the Doctor admitted.

He turned to Martha and gave her a wide grin.

"Fancy a spin on the ice, Martha Jones?"