Queer As Folk (UK)/Doctor Who
“WHO ARE YOU? WHY AM I HERE?”
Vince knew that voice. It’s just that usually, it came from the telly, not his remote-controlled K-9 – who wasn’t remote-controlled anymore but glaring down with flashing red eyes.
He knew that whooshing sound too, although the police-box beside his wardrobe was completely new. As was the fez-adorned man who popped out.
“Splendid, you’ve found my companion… well, he used to be my companion until he jumped off the London Eye. Silly thing must’ve bumped his head.”