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It was after December 2011 passed.  It was time to say goodbye for Amy Pond and Rory Williams. They just suddenly felt like going home and settling down. The Doctor gave them both a big hug and even shed a tear as soon as he left in the Tardis.

Before he could even reach the controls, he stood on something human-like. It was me. I woke up and the Doctor gave a startled yell, which in turn, made me yell startledly. As soon as I realised where I was, my eyes lit up. "Hey, I know you!" I said before getting up and dusted myself off. The Doctor was still confused and then remembered the time he met Donna Noble. He looked back to me and asked me "Who the hell are you?" I happily obliged to introduce myself with a literal hoot. "I'm Mint! Nice to finally meet you!" An awkward silence filled the whole space of Tardis as we looked at each other for two seconds. The Doctor then spoke again.
"Where would you like to go?" He asked a little hesitantly. "Well first, where are we at the moment?" I asked.
"… In the Tardis—"
"Where's the Tardis parked though?"
"… In England." He said with a surprised look on his face.
I was surprised as well as to how far I was away from home. "Really? In England… That's a long way away… I'd like to go to another planet though!"
The Doctor runs to the controls and sets up a map of galaxies. "Take your pick; there's a whole world out there!" He offered.
I scanned my eyes through the map and set my mind on a coral pink planet and pointed to it with excitement. And so we went there.

The Doctor noticed there was something not right with this planet. I was ordered to stay inside the Tardis until he said so. Outside, there was a bathroom with four shower taps. He checked the one that was closest. Baby powder, he thought as the scent filled the air. He grabbed his sonic screwdriver from the inside of his jacket and scanned the tap. After a moment, gas spurted out of the tap. The Doctor accidently inhaled the gas and felt different after the gas cloud disappeared. "It's safe now, Mint. Come on out."

I left the Tardis and closed the door behind me. Even I noticed the smell of baby powder in the room. I then noticed the taps. The Doctor proceeded to present his evidence.  "These faucets spurt out a suspicious gas that my sonic screwdriver can't pick up."
"That's where the smell comes from?"
"Basically, yes it is. Let's go. I don't think we're welcome here." He walks back to the Tardis. I follow along.  As I follow him to the controls, I couldn't help but notice he looked pale. I asked him if he was alright. He looked at me with wide eyes and he was shaking all over. "Mint… I don't think that gas was anything harmless."

We travelled back to England. Along the way, the Doctor looked like he was about to jettison all over the place so I stayed as far away from him as possible. Just as we landed he zoomed out as fast as a weeping angel. Luckily we landed next to a garden. I was scared to go out there because I hate the sight of someone vomiting, but even hearing it makes me gag. I finally took a peek outside. I looked at the garden of drenched daisies. They glowed a bit as well. That's probably time lord vomit. I ducked my head out and looked to the left. The Doctor was walking away, clenching his stomach. I caught back up with him when he sat down at the bench, which says a lot about how slow I am.

I sat next to him (but not too close, considering his state). I sat watching him check himself with his screwdriver. He got so frustrated because it couldn't find anything wrong with him. I got bored and looked at the passers-by. Then I saw a guy with very long blue hair. He reminded me of my teacher… Oh crap, it IS my teacher. His wife and nephew are following him around. I'd probably call out to them, but they'd call out first because I'm a bloody turtle. But they didn't. They kept on walking by. He did take a peek at us for a split second though.  I didn't know what to think about it, because he had such a serious look on his face. Then it hit me.

I thought about the gas and its scent. Something that smells of baby powder that would make the Doctor sick… It seemed very suspicious. "Oi, Doctor. Does that thing detect pregnancy?" I asked.
"What? Do you think you're pregnant?" The Doctor replied.
"No, idjit. I think YOU'RE pregnant!"
"What? I can't be!" He exclaimed.
"I know a guy who was pregnant twice before. Now DO IT, FILLY."
So he did.

It took a few minutes for the screwdriver to determine his state. Of course, it came back positive. It also told us how far along he was, but it didn't add up. We only got back from that planet 10 minutes ago, but the screwdriver said 2 hours. Even the Doctor found it strange. He knew after a few seconds this is not just any male pregnancy (Obviously).

"This things a parasite. I feel a little sicker now." He ran off back to the garden and positioned himself for another round of phosphorous vomit. "MY BRAIN IS NOT READY FOR THIS!" I shouted in panic. I ran back into the Tardis and noticed my bag was there. It was full of my usual stuff. My drawing stuff, some clothes, my lyrics folder, my ties and the books I haven't fully read yet. Then the sound of coughing and gagging reached my ears. They sent shivers up my spine. But I digress; male pregnancies are not unfamiliar with me.

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It was after December 2011 passed.  It was time to say goodbye for Amy Pond and Rory Williams. They just suddenly felt like going home and settling down. The Doctor gave them both a big hug and even shed a tear as soon as he left in the Tardis.

Before he could even reach the controls, he stood on something human-like. It was me. I woke up and the Doctor gave a startled yell, which in turn, made me yell startledly. As soon as I realised where I was, my eyes lit up. "Hey, I know you!" I said before getting up and dusted myself off. The Doctor was still confused and then remembered the time he met Donna Noble. He looked back to me and asked me "Who the hell are you?" I happily obliged to introduce myself with a literal hoot. "I'm Mint! Nice to finally meet you!" An awkward silence filled the whole space of Tardis as we looked at each other for two seconds. The Doctor then spoke again.
"Where would you like to go?" He asked a little hesitantly. "Well first, where are we at the moment?" I asked.
"… In the Tardis—"
"Where's the Tardis parked though?"
"… In England." He said with a surprised look on his face.
I was surprised as well as to how far I was away from home. "Really? In England… That's a long way away… I'd like to go to another planet though!"
The Doctor runs to the controls and sets up a map of galaxies. "Take your pick; there's a whole world out there!" He offered.
I scanned my eyes through the map and set my mind on a coral pink planet and pointed to it with excitement. And so we went there.

The Doctor noticed there was something not right with this planet. I was ordered to stay inside the Tardis until he said so. Outside, there was a bathroom with four shower taps. He checked the one that was closest. Baby powder, he thought as the scent filled the air. He grabbed his sonic screwdriver from the inside of his jacket and scanned the tap. After a moment, gas spurted out of the tap. The Doctor accidently inhaled the gas and felt different after the gas cloud disappeared. "It's safe now, Mint. Come on out."

I left the Tardis and closed the door behind me. Even I noticed the smell of baby powder in the room. I then noticed the taps. The Doctor proceeded to present his evidence.  "These faucets spurt out a suspicious gas that my sonic screwdriver can't pick up."
"That's where the smell comes from?"
"Basically, yes it is. Let's go. I don't think we're welcome here." He walks back to the Tardis. I follow along.  As I follow him to the controls, I couldn't help but notice he looked pale. I asked him if he was alright. He looked at me with wide eyes and he was shaking all over. "Mint… I don't think that gas was anything harmless."

We travelled back to England. Along the way, the Doctor looked like he was about to jettison all over the place so I stayed as far away from him as possible. Just as we landed he zoomed out as fast as a weeping angel. Luckily we landed next to a garden. I was scared to go out there because I hate the sight of someone vomiting, but even hearing it makes me gag. I finally took a peek outside. I looked at the garden of drenched daisies. They glowed a bit as well. That's probably time lord vomit. I ducked my head out and looked to the left. The Doctor was walking away, clenching his stomach. I caught back up with him when he sat down at the bench, which says a lot about how slow I am.

I sat next to him (but not too close, considering his state). I sat watching him check himself with his screwdriver. He got so frustrated because it couldn't find anything wrong with him. I got bored and looked at the passers-by. Then I saw a guy with very long blue hair. He reminded me of my teacher… Oh crap, it IS my teacher. His wife and nephew are following him around. I'd probably call out to them, but they'd call out first because I'm a bloody turtle. But they didn't. They kept on walking by. He did take a peek at us for a split second though.  I didn't know what to think about it, because he had such a serious look on his face. Then it hit me.

I thought about the gas and its scent. Something that smells of baby powder that would make the Doctor sick… It seemed very suspicious. "Oi, Doctor. Does that thing detect pregnancy?" I asked.
"What? Do you think you're pregnant?" The Doctor replied.
"No, idjit. I think YOU'RE pregnant!"
"What? I can't be!" He exclaimed.
"I know a guy who was pregnant twice before. Now DO IT, FILLY."
So he did.

It took a few minutes for the screwdriver to determine his state. Of course, it came back positive. It also told us how far along he was, but it didn't add up. We only got back from that planet 10 minutes ago, but the screwdriver said 2 hours. Even the Doctor found it strange. He knew after a few seconds this is not just any male pregnancy (Obviously).

"This things a parasite. I feel a little sicker now." He ran off back to the garden and positioned himself for another round of phosphorous vomit. "MY BRAIN IS NOT READY FOR THIS!" I shouted in panic. I ran back into the Tardis and noticed my bag was there. It was full of my usual stuff. My drawing stuff, some clothes, my lyrics folder, my ties and the books I haven't fully read yet. Then the sound of coughing and gagging reached my ears. They sent shivers up my spine. But I digress; male pregnancies are not unfamiliar with me.