In the event of an Emergency...Title:
This is your Captain SpeakingCharacters:
Five, Tegan, the TARDISWordcount:
A/N: For lost_spook
, the prompt being Five, Tegan and Locked up as usual, all his fault.
She was locked in her room again, entirely his fault.
She always seemed so sensible and strong; he relied on her to maintain the ship’s balance. She was the Crew to his Captain, the one who kept the passengers in line.
Yes, they’d seen a few bad scenes. Wasn’t she trained to deal with emergencies? No handy inflatable ramps, but they weren’t needed. He even had peanut packets.
He nudged the TARDIS, hinting Tegan shouldn’t stay alone quite so long. He should be allowed access to tell her all the clever things he’d been thinking.
The door remained locked. Women.
With it comes the 'other one' that popped up while I was trying to write the above - it lacks the 'locked' prompt, but I found it mildly amusing:I Think I Used to Work for Those
“I’m freezing my bazongas off!”
The Doctor glanced over, preoccupied with yanking on something in his hands. “You should dress warmer; Australian climate is a rarity in the universe.”
“It’s not like the entire universe plays Cricket either.”
He fell to pulling at the object with his teeth. “Oh, I don’t know. You’d be surprised the places it turns up.”
“What is that?”
“Peanuts! Just the right level of proteins and salt. Stops this Ice Virus from infecting any more villages. Except…I can’t seem to open it.”
“Give it here.” Tegan rolled her eyes. “I can save the world.”