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anythingdrabbleTitle: 'A Bit Of Tape'
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Eleventh Doctor, Amy Pond
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Notes: Crossposted to100words and drabble_zone
Summary: Amy turned hopefully to the Doctor.
Digital monsters were seeping through tears in reality around the sixth moon of Zeebm.
Amy turned hopefully to the Doctor. "You can fix this, yeah," she asked him.
"Sure, I can," he mumbled, though he felt anything but confident. "Just a bit of jiggery-pokery, and things'll be right as rain in a minute or two."
Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Why do I feel like you're lying?"
"Because I am, Pond," he sighed, shaking his head. "Times like this, I wish I could just stick a bit of tape on the situation and call it a job well done."
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Eleventh Doctor, Amy Pond
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Notes: Crossposted to
100words and drabble_zoneSummary: Amy turned hopefully to the Doctor.
Digital monsters were seeping through tears in reality around the sixth moon of Zeebm.
Amy turned hopefully to the Doctor. "You can fix this, yeah," she asked him.
"Sure, I can," he mumbled, though he felt anything but confident. "Just a bit of jiggery-pokery, and things'll be right as rain in a minute or two."
Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Why do I feel like you're lying?"
"Because I am, Pond," he sighed, shaking his head. "Times like this, I wish I could just stick a bit of tape on the situation and call it a job well done."
