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[clocketpatch]

I keep saying that I'm going to bunk down and write some Eleven fic because the bowtie has apparently hypnotized me. Well, I've got the opening done and I think I've just about wrestled the plot to the floor. Now I just need to figure out who's calling... suggestions? (seriously, just throw names at me, random syllables even...)

It was a lazy day on board the TARDIS – not small, just slow, or so the Doctor kept telling his companions, who, frankly, didn't care either way. Amy and Rory had wandered corridors for a bit, drank tea, and cuddled in the library, but eventually (inevitably) they had found their way back to the console room.

It was nice there, and strangely calming despite the zany art deco interior.

Then the phone rang.

"Don't answer it," Rory said immediately.

The Doctor looked up lazily from the sling swing under the main deck where he was conducting repairs.

"I wasn't going to."

"That's a new one."

"I am nothing if not surprising," said the Doctor, waving the wrench he was holding in an abstract pattern as if to emphasize his point – only to drop the wrench and then practically fall out of the swing trying to retrieve it.

"Actually," said Amy as the Doctor scrabbled around on his hands and knees, "you're excruciatingly predictable. But I have to agree with my beautiful husband."

"Thank you," said Rory. They shared a quick kiss and Amy continued:

"Enough playing at being some kind of time and space fix-it squad. I for one am thoroughly sick of running and would like some downtime to cuddle."

"I said I wasn't going to answer it," the Doctor said, sounding a bit tetchy. He stood up, tucking the offending wrench into an inner jacket pocket as he did so. "I should never have started answering it in the first place – once word gets out that the Doctor is on call you never hear the end of it. I never used to answer the phone." He paused for a moment, stroking his chin before amending; "Well, only in special cases."

The phone continued ringing. The Doctor fidgeted and looked up at his companions through the glass floor.

"You aren't even a little bit curious?

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[joking.livejournal.com]

The Doctor (or one of the companions) is calling from the future! (predestination paradox, a la "The Lodger")

Wilf is calling!

The notorious space outlaw Shelti Nkuma is calling - the Doctor owes him/her/it/zir a favor!

[clocketpatch]

Oooo! Predestination paradox! I'd been thinking of timey-wimeying it. But on the other hand... Wilf!

and I think I love this notorious space outlaw. That may end up being the winner actually, with the little bit of plot I've already got (ish).

I now how far more plot bunnies than I know what to do with.

[librarylover82.livejournal.com]

I'm torn between Jo and Cliff Jones, or Ian and Barbara Chesterton. Either way they could provide advice to Amy and Rory on how to make a relationship work in extreme conditions, like the Amazon jungle or the TARDIS.

[clocketpatch]

Awwwwwwwwww! Right, I'm getting so many bunnies off of this. And this! This! I want to read this now. Actually, I can see it as list fic:

5 Times Amy and Rory were given relationship advice (And one time they gave it instead)

[librarylover82.livejournal.com]

Oh, I like that idea a lot!

[persiflage-1.livejournal.com]

Jack and Martha...

River...

[clocketpatch]

The world can always use more Martha! (and she does have his number)

If it's River you know that the conversation would go exactly like this:

"Hello sweetie"

"Rory told me not to answer. Rory was right."

"You're so cute."

"I am not."

Amy: "It's River isn't it?"

[persiflage-1.livejournal.com]

The world can always use more Martha! (and she does have his number)

Doesn't she just have his number? (Well, she had Ten's. Hopefully Eleven would treat her better!) And yes, the world definitely needs more Martha!


LOL at the River conversation!

[bewarethespork.livejournal.com]

All I know is that I must find out what happens next right now, or sooner. :D

Hmmm...easiest thing to do would be to make it River-related - either she's calling, or someone else is calling on her behalf. Part of me would love for it to be Romana, or someone leading to Romana, because Eleven and Romana would be awesome together, and Romana and Amy would totally hit it off straight away, and also Romana would be lovely to Rory and would chide Eleven for not being lovely enough to him, or something. I don't know. The more I think about it, the more I think it should be someone or something that will eventually lead to Romana. :P

[clocketpatch]

The lack of Eleven/Romana is making me sad. Eleven/Romana just *fits* in ways that other random Doctor/Romana pairings don't... I can't even explain it. I just want to read oddles and oddles of it. But there is none to be read. *sad!face*

[akashasheiress.livejournal.com]

Eleven/Romana is just perfection in a way that Ten/Romana never was (and I liked that pairing). Also perfect: Seven/Romana EEEEEEE :D

[clocketpatch]

AHhhhhhhhhhh!!!

I know right?

[akashasheiress.livejournal.com]

Between this and Notre dame du temps I've decided it's So Canon!

[thisbluespirit]

Well, since it seems to tend to be the PM on the phone, it could be David Lloyd George. :-D (But I like the Wilf suggestion, too). Any random historical figure would amuse me, but I bet you'll come up with something fun. A companion complaining about being left somewhere, only getting the wrong incarnation of the Doctor.

This is lovely! Keep going!

[thisbluespirit]

Clocket!

It's the Brigadier calling. Who else would it be?

:-D

[clocketpatch]

BRIG BRIG BRIG!!

[curuchamion.livejournal.com]

Well, how often does he give out his phone number? The only people I know of who've got it are Winston Churchill (this season) and the Brig (Terror of the Zygons - okay, that was called some sort of doubletalk generator name, but it was basically a spacetime pager). And River.

I want it to be Rory calling, because you can never have too much Rory. ;-) Or the TARDIS herself calling! If anyone could tap into the lines, it'd be her...

Or somebody totally original and random, like Joking's notorious space outlaw. That would be fun too. Especially if there was a good explanation for how it got the number.

Or maybe it's a wrong number! :D

[clocketpatch]

He has some space queen calling him in the last minutes of the finally. Poor Eleven. I get the strong impression that he made a Facebook page while regeneration!drunk at Jeff's house and posted all of his personal contact information on it without switching any of the privacy settings on.

Now the TARDIS phone is just a google search away...

[curuchamion.livejournal.com]

Oh, you said you already have a plot. I never have a plot. Random syllables, let's see... I stink at this; I had to ask my little brother to name an alien race for me the other day. (He's good at it.)

Bobbobbobb Erann? Stevia Crumpet? Eltomeria Sunderland? Hercules Mulligan? Sophronia Whangdoodle?

Or just throw in a random nod to another fandom. I probably would. (This is why I write crossovers: I can't create OCs! *g*)

[clocketpatch]

Whangdoodle! ...as in the last of the great? :D :D :D

[curuchamion.livejournal.com]

You know, people keep mentioning that to me, but I'm not really even sure what it is. Is it a book?

[clocketpatch]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Last_of_the_Really_Great_Whangdoodles


I only read it once when I was ten, but I think it's one of the books that probably made the biggest impact on me. Love it.