It's all AU.

He walked out of the kitchen and into the dining room, carrying a cup of tea and actually eating a piece of celery. A night with the Master curled half on top of him was so peculiar that if it had been later (or any time at all, actually), and he'd been a different sort of man, with different physiology, he'd have wanted a drink.

As it was, it wasn't. It wasn't late, it was morning (as far as he could tell). He wasn't a different sort of man, he was him. He was a Time Lord, he had the physiology he had, and he wasn't having a drink, he was having tea and celery. He made a mental note to find some nutella next time, as he glanced around the dining room.

He narrowly saved himself from choking to death on his tea when he spotted Romana. Oh, well. It rather quite figured that she'd be here, and he couldn't imagine it being any less startling than his encounter with the Master had been. He walked over, sat down and smiled pleasantly.

"Hello. Been here long?"

The Doctor was sitting in the console room. Quite literally staring at a wall, thoughts churning, and going nowhere. He was vaguely aware this was a bad thing - he'd gotten the lecture enough times from the Master enough times. He'd get up and distract himself. In a minute. Soon. Yeah.

The Master was, frankly enough, exploring. He hated not knowing where he was, what was going on. That kind of lack of control was alien and dismaying.

He stood at the edge of the boundary, stroking his beard and studying it with rapt attention, like he was seeing into it, every molecule.

Jamie was staring out the window into the courtyard, watching an argument unfold in the courtyard, complete with handwaving and what looked like screaming. He couldn't hear it from here and could only catch one word in three from lipreading.

He held his popcorn out to the person who came up to the window beside him, "I think the dark haired one did something mean."

Theta had a copy of Ender's game in his hand and a pissed expression on his face. He grabbed the hem of the first adult he could find's jacket and tugged, demanding, "Have you read this book?"

Jack studied the person up and down, studying the other before smiling and holding his hand out, "So hi."