theatrical_muse #173: Write a fan letter
((Because this was much too fun to just forget. :D))
“Doctor, what’s this?” Rose had a mischievous look on her face, waving around an envelope in her hand.
“What’s what?”
“This.”
“…Oh, that, it’s just a--”
“It’s a letter.”
“Yes, I suppose it is, now could you give it here?”
“It doesn’t have a name on the front of it.”
“Were you rooting through my room again? I’ve told you to stop doing that!”
“But it’s so interesting in there! Get to find all sorts of things… Now, what’s this, is this maybe a…love letter~?”
“Maybe it’s a bill from the universe; are you going to give that back or not?”
She giggled like a schoolgirl and sat herself in the chair, opening it up. “Let’s see what it says.”
“Rose!” He reached for it, but she held it away, still giggling.
“Come on, then, Doctor, not much you can hide from me, let’s have a look!” She cleared her throat, and he looked all kinds of uncomfortable. “‘Dear Mr. Lucas, I have to say, I’m a big fan of most of your movies, but none of it can compare to your Star Wars series.’ Oh my god, d’you mean George Lucas?”
“Can I have it back now?”
“Is this a letter to the George Lucas? I mean, is this a fan letter?”
“I like movies!”
“You like Star Wars.”
“It’s a good series!”
“You’re an alien. You live in space, and you’re telling me your favourite movies are sci-fi?”
“Something wrong with that?”
“No…no, not really; it’s just that…didn’t know you liked anything so modern and pop culture-y.”
“Just because I’m Dickens’ number one fan doesn’t mean that’s the only thing I like that Humanity has to offer.”
“I don’t suppose there’s a letter to him somewhere, is there?”
“‘It was amazing how you pulled off Return of the Jedi. Emotional stuff.’ You got emotional during--”
“Oi, the end was moving! Haven’t you ever seen it?”
“Yeah, when Mickey decided he was going to have a movie marathon at my place.”
“I suppose you like those sappy romantic comedies more.”
“Hugh Grant’s cute.”
“Can I have the letter back?”
Barely containing another bout of giggles, she handed it over. “When were you planning on mailing that? And…you know, how?”
“Just drop it off in the post whenever, it’s not that difficult with a time and space machine.”
“Don’t suppose you were big on Star Trek, were you?”
“Stop going through my things.”
“Oh, well, now that I’ve found that…”
He snorted. “You’ve got no taste in movies.”
“Says the George Lucas fanboy.”
“Doctor, what’s this?” Rose had a mischievous look on her face, waving around an envelope in her hand.
“What’s what?”
“This.”
“…Oh, that, it’s just a--”
“It’s a letter.”
“Yes, I suppose it is, now could you give it here?”
“It doesn’t have a name on the front of it.”
“Were you rooting through my room again? I’ve told you to stop doing that!”
“But it’s so interesting in there! Get to find all sorts of things… Now, what’s this, is this maybe a…love letter~?”
“Maybe it’s a bill from the universe; are you going to give that back or not?”
She giggled like a schoolgirl and sat herself in the chair, opening it up. “Let’s see what it says.”
“Rose!” He reached for it, but she held it away, still giggling.
“Come on, then, Doctor, not much you can hide from me, let’s have a look!” She cleared her throat, and he looked all kinds of uncomfortable. “‘Dear Mr. Lucas, I have to say, I’m a big fan of most of your movies, but none of it can compare to your Star Wars series.’ Oh my god, d’you mean George Lucas?”
“Can I have it back now?”
“Is this a letter to the George Lucas? I mean, is this a fan letter?”
“I like movies!”
“You like Star Wars.”
“It’s a good series!”
“You’re an alien. You live in space, and you’re telling me your favourite movies are sci-fi?”
“Something wrong with that?”
“No…no, not really; it’s just that…didn’t know you liked anything so modern and pop culture-y.”
“Just because I’m Dickens’ number one fan doesn’t mean that’s the only thing I like that Humanity has to offer.”
“I don’t suppose there’s a letter to him somewhere, is there?”
“‘It was amazing how you pulled off Return of the Jedi. Emotional stuff.’ You got emotional during--”
“Oi, the end was moving! Haven’t you ever seen it?”
“Yeah, when Mickey decided he was going to have a movie marathon at my place.”
“I suppose you like those sappy romantic comedies more.”
“Hugh Grant’s cute.”
“Can I have the letter back?”
Barely containing another bout of giggles, she handed it over. “When were you planning on mailing that? And…you know, how?”
“Just drop it off in the post whenever, it’s not that difficult with a time and space machine.”
“Don’t suppose you were big on Star Trek, were you?”
“Stop going through my things.”
“Oh, well, now that I’ve found that…”
He snorted. “You’ve got no taste in movies.”
“Says the George Lucas fanboy.”