The White House - Presidents' Day, Several Decades From Now

[worsethanaunts]

It wasn't often that the Doctor stayed in one place for so long. There were exceptions to the rule. Fandom was one such exception because he was still trying to figure out how it worked and, well, look, it was too complicated to explain in narrative. Needless to say, the Doctor coped with this whole settling in one place thing by disappearing on a

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[notlikejack]

"Funny," the Secret Service man who seemed in charge replied. "How about you put your hands up and tell us how the fuck you got in here?"

Shockingly the secret service didn't approve of funny blue boxes or men with funny hair showing up in the middle of the Oval Office.

The President had been flattened (rather uncomfortably) behind his desk. He was wondering if he'd hit his head when he heard the intruder's introduction.

[worsethanaunts]

"Time machine. Well, it travels in space too, but the time part is always more impressive. I'm unarmed, other than with dazzling wit and a keen intellect. Thank you for not shooting me on sight, by the way. Very impressive. Very progressive. Is Bobby here?"

[notlikejack]

"We're trying non-violence sometimes," Bobby said dryly, pushing the Secret Service guy off him and standing up. "It's a thing." He gestured for the gentlemen to put down their guns. "It's okay, guys. I know him."

He thought.

[worsethanaunts]

"Bobby! Look at you. Growth spurts! Amazing what they can do. I am Bobby's high school science teacher," the Doctor explained to the nearest secret service agent, who was probably about to have a fit thanks to the President's casualness about the situation. "Did I mention the time travel?"