TITLE: Laments of Relations and Disney World. TIME/DAY: 2/24/08 (it was written before it hit twelve :0!) TAKES PLACE AFTER/BEFORE: After Ow. CHARACTERS: Doctor, Jack, Fred—anyone and everyone at Torchwood! (Ten-Mun gave me permission to slightly npc him, but its nothing srs. He walks out of the TARDIS with her in tow.) WARNINGS: Susan will bounce, and if Fred is naïve enough, perhaps an alien with a caffine buzz might bounce even more. That’s not a warning? Oh. Sorry.
The TARDIS landed with a big THUD. Susan, who given the girl the acronym, has forgotten the one thing, out of the many talents the old girl possessed, the TARDIS was not talented at.
Landing.
Her bum, again, was the consequence of such a lapse of memory.
“Ow!” She groaned, hoisting her self up by holding on to the railing. It wasn’t the TARDIS’ fault – not really. Susan’s new, new body was clumsy, and tiny, and Susan forgot how much of importance it was to hold on for dear life when the TARDIS set sailed for a particular destination.
Giving her grandfather a sheepish smile—“I forgot!”—straightening up after brushing herself off a bit, she watched in amazement as the doors opened, revealing soldiers, people, and her very confident grandfather waltzed out with a wide grin—just as wide as hers!—stepped out.
Susan, in return, bounced out of the old ship in tow.
“So!” Susan called out, now bouncing in place, rather than to a specific location, “Who is Fred? She promised me discussions on Disney World. OO!” Eyes sparkled as she tilted her head to the right, a digit on her chin in thought. “I wonder what the theme park looks like in the twenty-first century, compared to the twenty-second!” Drumming her index finger on her chin for a moment, Susan’s eyes squinted dramatically, “decisions, decisions!”