#432 Wrinkle
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dw100Title: Wrinkle
Characters: The Doctor and Tegan
Rating: U
Word Count: 100
"Doctor, this doesn't look like Heathrow."
"No." He frowned, hands shoved deep into his pockets. "Still, let's not look at it as a mistake. More as a minor wrinkle in our—"
"Is it even 1981?"
"Oh, I should think so. It's always 1981 somewhere."
"Doctor..."
"No." A beat. "It's probably around 3170, your time. Or thereabouts."
Tegan drew in a deep breath. "What planet is this?"
"Well..."
"Are we even in the right galaxy?"
"Not as such, no." His smile was endearingly youthful, if not right now to her. "Look upon it as an education."
Resigned, Tegan could only glare.
Characters: The Doctor and Tegan
Rating: U
Word Count: 100
"Doctor, this doesn't look like Heathrow."
"No." He frowned, hands shoved deep into his pockets. "Still, let's not look at it as a mistake. More as a minor wrinkle in our—"
"Is it even 1981?"
"Oh, I should think so. It's always 1981 somewhere."
"Doctor..."
"No." A beat. "It's probably around 3170, your time. Or thereabouts."
Tegan drew in a deep breath. "What planet is this?"
"Well..."
"Are we even in the right galaxy?"
"Not as such, no." His smile was endearingly youthful, if not right now to her. "Look upon it as an education."
Resigned, Tegan could only glare.
