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New Day [Rogers]
The Doctor slept. And slept.
Occasionally she exhaled what looked like golden fairy dust. The clever princess in fairy tales, saving cursed princes from wicked monsters - that was her. The fairy godmother who came to people's aid in legend - also her. She looked the part now more than ever. When her eyes opened, she saw that she was back in the TARDIS. She couldn't remember how she'd gotten there either.
There was Steve, mending his shirt, wearing his trousers and white sleeveless undershirt. The Doctor looked confused a bit.
"...Did I miss something? Regeneration, takes more than a flashy light. Last time I nearly slept through an invasion and Christmas."
Occasionally she exhaled what looked like golden fairy dust. The clever princess in fairy tales, saving cursed princes from wicked monsters - that was her. The fairy godmother who came to people's aid in legend - also her. She looked the part now more than ever. When her eyes opened, she saw that she was back in the TARDIS. She couldn't remember how she'd gotten there either.
There was Steve, mending his shirt, wearing his trousers and white sleeveless undershirt. The Doctor looked confused a bit.
"...Did I miss something? Regeneration, takes more than a flashy light. Last time I nearly slept through an invasion and Christmas."