Being a huge Whovian, I look for lots of way to sneak Doctor Who into my writing and daily life. I was handed a golden opportunity when, for the philosophy curriculum we were using, I was supposed to write a story using the philosopher we were currently studying. What better way to sneak the Doctor into a story! So, take a trip in the TARDIS with the Eleventh Doctor and my OC, Arley (also a Time Lord), to meet Thales, an ancient Greek philosopher!
“So, where are we going this time?” I asked, jumping up onto the platform where the controls of the TARDIS were. Amy and Rory were gone for a week, leaving just the Doctor and me.
“Two Time Lords, one TARDIS, and all of time and space,” the Doctor flicked a lever. “Where do you want to go? The future, the past?”
“The past,” I told him, pressing one of the blue buttons he’d forgotten. “Let’s go somewhere ancient.”
“You want ancient? How about the beginning of Carsus?” The Doctor’s hand was on the lever.
“Naaaa…too ancient,” I told him. “How about…” I looked down at a book Amy had left on the floor of the TARDIS. “Rome?”
“Wibbly, wobbly, timey, wimey. The timeline is way to wibbly. Pompeii with Donna…you remember? And you know…Rory the Roman?”
I had to admit he was right. “Fine. Greece?”
“Greece it is! There’s a lovely solar eclipse in 585!” He yanked the lever. The TARDIS groaned and shook.
“Did you forget the stabilizers again?” I hollered.
“Who are you, River Song? Of course I didn’t!” he shouted back.
I found the blue stabilizers and pressed them down. The TARDIS was instantly quiet.
“See? I told you I didn’t forget the stabilizers!” he said, tapping my nose as he walked by.
I rolled my eyes, not bothering to mention it’d been me who’d turned them on.
“I’ve a friend in ancient Greece you know. His name’s Thales! Great guy, a little distracted.” The Doctor skipped down the steps and under the platform of the TARDIS.
I sat on the edge and watched him. “Thales? Isn’t he the Greek guy who said ‘Know thyself’ or something like that?”
“Yes, he did. Well, actually I said that, and he shamelessly stole it,” he assured me. The TARDIS suddenly jolted to a halt. “There’s your beautiful Greece! Lovely view. Parked the TARDIS right by the Halys River.”
I skipped over to the door, opened it, expecting lovely river views. Instead, I got a battlefield. I slammed the TARDIS door shut just as a large spear went splintering into the side.
The Doctor looked up. “I wasn’t expecting that.”
I moved out of the way. “You landed us in the middle of a war!”
“Sorry ‘bout that. We should be off in a min- ”
Just then the doors opened again, and in stumbled a man. He tripped over the door frame and papers went everywhere, causing me to jump backwards.
The Doctor looked down. “Hello, there, Thales, my old friend!”
Thales looked up. Splinters of blue wood were stuck in his large curly beard. “Doctor?”
Part 2 is next week. Thanks for reading!