Boy/Girl Thing - Doctor Who
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randomsushiWhile investigating a crashed spaceship, Zoe plays with a mysterious machine and accidently turns Jamie into a girl.
Walking through the metal corridors of the ship, Jamie found herself uncomfortably aware of the strangers staring at her, with what seemed like even greater desire than previously. She kept her eyes down and sped up the pace, trying not to draw attention to herself.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t seem to shake it off. Halfway across the lounge area, she was accosted by several men in boiler suits. “Hey, beautiful,” one of them greeted. “Has anyone given you the ten Euro tour yet?”
“Er, yes,” she lied, hurrying forward. “Nice place y’ got here.”
“Not as nice as you,” another one said with a grin. “Want to come to the bar with us? It’ll be a laugh.”
Suddenly, another group of men approached. “Oh no, you don’t want to go to the crummy bar, Darlin’. The beers all watered down and the music’s crap. Come see a movie with us.”
“She doesn’t want to watch that crappy sci-fi film,” one of the original group argued.
“Well who says she wants to spend the night breathing in your smoke and listening to the Rolling Stones?” one of the new men answered back, giving him a shove.
The other man pushed him back, and a moment later, a fist fight broke up. Jamie watched the fight with morbid fascination, then spotting another man heading her way, ran for it.
Ignoring the echoing cries of “Jamie I love you!” and “come back, beautiful!” she skidded down the network of corridors, heading for Captain Truman’s office.
/\/\/\
Back at the terraforming machine, work was going a lot faster. Even Bob had pulled himself together and made himself useful. Now he was handing the Doctor tools as the later lay beneath the control panel, pulling wires out of place and rearranging them. Meanwhile, Zoe and Tracie were reading over lines of computer coding.
“Oh dear,” Zoe said all of a sudden.
“What is it?” Tracie said in interest, leaning over her shoulder.
“It’s the specifications for DNA encoding that the machine’s stuck on,” Zoe explained. “Doctor, I think you’d better come and look at this.”
The Doctor slid out from beneath the control panel, looking dishevelled and hurried over beside her, quickly joined by Bob. “What’s going on?” Bob asked.
Tracie pointed to the screen in excitement. “It’s why the wheat’s spreading so fast. The machine knows it needs to colonise the entire planet, so it’s somehow decided that the best way to do that is to make the wheat really fertile.”
“Is it all right other than that?” Bob asked.
Tracie hesitated. “Well, yeah, kind of. The structure is cellularly sound, but it’s gonna spread like wildfire.”
“But that’s not bad, is it?” Bob asked for clarification, missing the look of growing horror on the Doctor’s face. “I mean, yay for fast spreading wheat. People will never starve again.”
Tracie scowled at him. “They’re not starving now. We clone all the food we need. We don’t need a planet covered in wheat! And don’t you get what it’ll do to any animals we try and duplicate?!”
While Bob and Tracie were arguing over wheat, Zoe and the Doctor moved away to a quiet corner. “Oh dear, do you know what this means for Jamie?” the Doctor said in concern.
Zoe looked stricken. “That stupid machine thinks he needs to populate the whole planet! That explains why all the men were flirting with him, his whole body chemistry is concentrated on reproducing!”
The Doctor danced from one foot to the other in agitation. “And we’ve just sent him back into that ship full of… full of frustrated men! All alone!”
/\/\/\
Meanwhile, Jamie was stood in front of Captain Truman’s office door. She knocked, and pushed the door open. “Hello?”
Captain Truman looked up and smiled warmly at her. “Jamie! Can I do anything for you?”
“Aye, the Doctor says it’s going to take a while t’ fix the terrific machine, so I there anywhere we can stay tonight? Er… also, some of your crew are fighting,” she added, pointing back towards the door.
“Stay with me,” Captain Truman said breathlessly.
Jamie looked at him in bemusement. “What?”
He jumped to his feet and dropped to his knees in front of the surprised girl. “Stay with me forever. Marry me.”
“But…” Jamie trailed off, stunned. “But that’s crazy! We only just met!”
“I don’t care!” He grabbed her hands and looked adoringly up at her. “We’ll ditch this crappy planet and run away together. We’ll buy a house on New Saturn and have a cat and seven children.”
Horrified, Jamie shook her hands free. “Um… you know, I think… I have to go,” she blurted, and bolted for the door. She managed to slam shut before he could follow her and dashed back down the corridor.
Then she skidded to a halt. Rushing towards her with their arms outstretched, were the men from the lounge. She spun around, just in time to see Captain Truman yank open the door and stumble towards her.
She was trapped.
Walking through the metal corridors of the ship, Jamie found herself uncomfortably aware of the strangers staring at her, with what seemed like even greater desire than previously. She kept her eyes down and sped up the pace, trying not to draw attention to herself.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t seem to shake it off. Halfway across the lounge area, she was accosted by several men in boiler suits. “Hey, beautiful,” one of them greeted. “Has anyone given you the ten Euro tour yet?”
“Er, yes,” she lied, hurrying forward. “Nice place y’ got here.”
“Not as nice as you,” another one said with a grin. “Want to come to the bar with us? It’ll be a laugh.”
Suddenly, another group of men approached. “Oh no, you don’t want to go to the crummy bar, Darlin’. The beers all watered down and the music’s crap. Come see a movie with us.”
“She doesn’t want to watch that crappy sci-fi film,” one of the original group argued.
“Well who says she wants to spend the night breathing in your smoke and listening to the Rolling Stones?” one of the new men answered back, giving him a shove.
The other man pushed him back, and a moment later, a fist fight broke up. Jamie watched the fight with morbid fascination, then spotting another man heading her way, ran for it.
Ignoring the echoing cries of “Jamie I love you!” and “come back, beautiful!” she skidded down the network of corridors, heading for Captain Truman’s office.
/\/\/\
Back at the terraforming machine, work was going a lot faster. Even Bob had pulled himself together and made himself useful. Now he was handing the Doctor tools as the later lay beneath the control panel, pulling wires out of place and rearranging them. Meanwhile, Zoe and Tracie were reading over lines of computer coding.
“Oh dear,” Zoe said all of a sudden.
“What is it?” Tracie said in interest, leaning over her shoulder.
“It’s the specifications for DNA encoding that the machine’s stuck on,” Zoe explained. “Doctor, I think you’d better come and look at this.”
The Doctor slid out from beneath the control panel, looking dishevelled and hurried over beside her, quickly joined by Bob. “What’s going on?” Bob asked.
Tracie pointed to the screen in excitement. “It’s why the wheat’s spreading so fast. The machine knows it needs to colonise the entire planet, so it’s somehow decided that the best way to do that is to make the wheat really fertile.”
“Is it all right other than that?” Bob asked.
Tracie hesitated. “Well, yeah, kind of. The structure is cellularly sound, but it’s gonna spread like wildfire.”
“But that’s not bad, is it?” Bob asked for clarification, missing the look of growing horror on the Doctor’s face. “I mean, yay for fast spreading wheat. People will never starve again.”
Tracie scowled at him. “They’re not starving now. We clone all the food we need. We don’t need a planet covered in wheat! And don’t you get what it’ll do to any animals we try and duplicate?!”
While Bob and Tracie were arguing over wheat, Zoe and the Doctor moved away to a quiet corner. “Oh dear, do you know what this means for Jamie?” the Doctor said in concern.
Zoe looked stricken. “That stupid machine thinks he needs to populate the whole planet! That explains why all the men were flirting with him, his whole body chemistry is concentrated on reproducing!”
The Doctor danced from one foot to the other in agitation. “And we’ve just sent him back into that ship full of… full of frustrated men! All alone!”
/\/\/\
Meanwhile, Jamie was stood in front of Captain Truman’s office door. She knocked, and pushed the door open. “Hello?”
Captain Truman looked up and smiled warmly at her. “Jamie! Can I do anything for you?”
“Aye, the Doctor says it’s going to take a while t’ fix the terrific machine, so I there anywhere we can stay tonight? Er… also, some of your crew are fighting,” she added, pointing back towards the door.
“Stay with me,” Captain Truman said breathlessly.
Jamie looked at him in bemusement. “What?”
He jumped to his feet and dropped to his knees in front of the surprised girl. “Stay with me forever. Marry me.”
“But…” Jamie trailed off, stunned. “But that’s crazy! We only just met!”
“I don’t care!” He grabbed her hands and looked adoringly up at her. “We’ll ditch this crappy planet and run away together. We’ll buy a house on New Saturn and have a cat and seven children.”
Horrified, Jamie shook her hands free. “Um… you know, I think… I have to go,” she blurted, and bolted for the door. She managed to slam shut before he could follow her and dashed back down the corridor.
Then she skidded to a halt. Rushing towards her with their arms outstretched, were the men from the lounge. She spun around, just in time to see Captain Truman yank open the door and stumble towards her.
She was trapped.
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