Pumpkin Carving

[tenthdoc.livejournal.com]

The Doctor is happily seated outside of his TARDIS carving a pumpkin, well he's seated there trying to think of an idea on what to put on his bright orange squash. He's enjoying the warm fall day in Central Park, his little parking spot will simply look amazing by the time the trees completely change over.

"Alright, now what should I carve you into? A Jack-o-Lantern face? Nah, you're going to look brilliant at Captain Jack's party."

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[agent-k-cho.livejournal.com]

Cho is standing behind him, watching The Doctor talk to said squash. "You could spare it some agony and paint it."

His eyes flick to the TARDIS. "Nice decoration."

[tenthdoc.livejournal.com]

The Doctor's got the knife in hand, his tongue is out and he's almost ready to cut into his orange squash. "But, then you can't stick a light in a painted pumpkin."

He then turns around to look at Cho and then his TARDIS. "That's not a decoration. It's my house." The Doctor's not sigh about these things, he's an open man when it comes to showing off the TARDIS. "As, for the pumpkin maybe I'll draw this one. Of course, I could ask an old friend of mine to paint it for me. I was thinking Dali."

[agent-k-cho.livejournal.com]

He shrugs. "Whatever. It's your pumpkin."

Cho's attention turns back to the ship. "You live in a phone booth, and you're friends with Salvador Dali." This man was either crazy, eccentric, or both.

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The Doctor places the pumpkin down on the ground. "Maybe I'll spare the pumpkin."

He stands up from his patch of red grass, it's been red since the summer and hasn't turned yet. "Yes, it's my home." The Doctor holds up his hand, with a snap of his fingers the TARDIS doors open. "I'm very good friends with Mr. Dali."

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The doors open, and he steps over to take a look. He just wanted to see how good of a reproduction it...

His eyes widen. "It's bigger on the inside."

[tenthdoc.livejournal.com]

The Doctor smiles, as he follows Cho into his TARDIS. "Oh, lots of people say that, it really is bigger on the inside."

"It's not a simple wooden box you see," The Doctor says, he's very far from hiding these things. His judge of character is almost uncanny, Cho seems like a nice enough man. He asked him to spare a pumpkin after all.

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Cho looks around the control room. "What does it do, then?" He looks around with a slight look of astonishment.