DW fic - Toasters and Teddy Bears
Title: Toasters and Teddy Bears
Author: grlgoddess
Characters: Doctor, lil!Donna
Rating: PG
Word Count: 517
Summary: The Doctor makes some progress in finding out what happened to Donna.
Disclaimer: Don't own
AN/Warnings: Written for weekly drabble challenge #18 at doctor_donna. Prompt was 'addiction'.
Welcome to the Tardis Lil!Donna Masterlist Playtime
After the Doctor had manged to get Donna to fall asleep in the bed that was now far too large for her (a task that took over two hours and several bribes), he turned his attention solely towards finding out what was wrong with her.
He snuck into her room, something he would never have done while she was fully-grown (except for maybe once or twice). Holding a scanner in one hand, and a whirring blinking thing that he wasn't exactly sure what it did, but could come in handy. As he approached the bed, the young Donna mumbled something and rolled over, clutching tighter the teddy bear that he had found when she demanded he check the closet for monsters. He was torn between wanting to watch her sleep and continuing his work. Seeing her so vulnerable was rare, but he knew he would have to keep working. When the thingy had beeped that it was finished taking readings, he crept slowly out of her room, leaving the door open just a crack. The Tardis had moved his lab directly across the hall. He wanted to be near in case she needed him.
As the thingy and the scanner transmitted their data onto the screen, the Doctor realised that this surge of over-protectiveness towards Donna was going to make going back and investigating the warehouse very difficult.
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A few hours later, the tests had shown that this transformation was chemical in nature. The strange mix of chemicals were infused in Donna all were from very rare plant and animal life, all from radically different home-worlds. Whoever had mixed this up, did it for a very specific reason.
Of course, while the Doctor was figuring all this out, he had managed to disassemble and 'improve' several different pieces of technology. While he was in the middle of rewiring a particularly obstinate toaster, a voice piped up from behind him.
"What're you doing?" She was still clinging on to that teddy bear, looking lost again.
"Donna!" he said, "I thought you were sleeping."
"I was, but now I'm not," she said, "So what're you doing?"
"I'm just...tinkering."
"Do you do that a lot?" she asked, moving closer to inspect the remnants of the toaster.
"Yeah... a fair bit."
"D'you know that that's an addishun?"
"Oh really?" he said, impressed that she knew a word like that at her age, "And how did you learn that word?"
"My mum. She said that Gramps has an addishun to space stuff."
"And what do you think?"
"I think the space stuff is silly, but I like going up the hill with Gramps and Daddy and looking at all the stars." She looked down at her teddy sadly, "Can you take me home Doctor?"
He looked at her carefully. She was still as lost and scared as she was when he had first found her in the warehouse, despite her brave face. "I promise. I'll get you home as soon as I can." She smiled brightly at him. "Now, how about you help me put together this toaster?"
"That's a toaster?"