fandomhigh | Constant Vigilance 2, Session 13. Friday the 7th, A Classroom. Period 4

The Doctor was waiting in the classroom. Along with the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, and the Doctor.

The one the students are familiar with was sitting in his chair behind the desk.

The eldest looking one was sitting to the right of the Doctor with the ears, fiddling with his cane. He harrumphed a little. His hair was white, his outfit simple and in dark colors.

Not far off was the Doctor with the mop of hair in a Beatles-like haircut, with a black frock coat over a light blue shirt. He wore a bow tie and plaid trousers. He had a recorder in his hands, but he wasn't playing it.

Another Doctor was going over some figures, writing on the chalkboard with a small piece of chalk. He was wearing a bright red velvet jacket over a frilly silk shirt. And a cape. He was, in fact, also wearing a cape. His hair was silver colored, and rather well kept.

Standing close by was a Doctor wearing a brown felt hat and coat, with an improbably long multicolored scarf. Under his hat was an equally improbably mop of brown curly hair. He was playing with a yo-yo, bringing it up and down.

The youngest looking one was dressed in a sort of cricket outfit, with a bit of celery pinned to his lapel. He was blonde, and rather cheerful looking.

The outfit on the blonde curly haired Doctor was a bit of an eyesore. A multicolored coat that clashed with itself, not to mention the horrible shoes. He had his arms crossed and was leaning against a wall.

Another Doctor was fiddling with his black umbrella, which had a prominent red question mark for a handle. He was sitting on the floor, for some reason.

The last Doctor was in a green frock coat, not unlike one from a Wild Bill Hickock costume. He had a silk cravat, but for some reason was wearing no socks. He seemed rather gleeful, in fact.

The Doctor, the one with the ears, stood up after the bell rang.

"Today, you'll be asking me questions. Any of me. I'd like to introduce you to the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, and the Doctor."

[ooc: EDIT: OCD is Up! Come! Play! And if I appear to be slow to ping at some point, it is because my brain has melted out of my ears.]

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The Survivor.

"So, wait, they're all you? Doesn't that give you a headache or something? Are you suddenly remembering all this happening? Or did you already know? Do you remember hearing me ask all these questions?"

"Yes, Yes, No, No, No," the Doctor said.

"If they're all you, why don't you remember all this?"

"Because Time Lords psychically block all specific memories of meeting themselves during regeneration, to preserve the laws of time," the Doctor said.

"Oh," said Nadia, who didn't really understand at all.

"Do they annoy you, ever?"

"Yes. Quite," the Doctor said. "It's like having all your embarrassing relatives about. Except it's you."

Nadia didn't know anything about annoying relatives. "I think it's neat."

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"How do you keep sense of it all?"

The Doctor chuckled. "Keep sense of what all?"

"If these are all you, how do you know if you're really a you at all?"

"Because I remember being them," the Doctor said.

"But there could be someone else who remembers being you, but you don't remember being them."

Damn, but Walter hated time travel crap.

"As I will be him," the Doctor said. "And he was me, and the rest of these."

"Do all these guys talk in your head? Or do you just remember being them?"

"I just remember being them," the Doctor said. "But they're all up in here." He tapped his head. "Stored away."

"That makes sense, they're all very... You."

"I am me, as they are me, and we are all together," the Doctor said. "Koo-koo-ka-joob."

"That song's about you?"

"No," the Doctor said. "As I am not an egg man."

"Are you the Walrus?"

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"So is this like a cat with nine lives thing?" Dean asked, looking at the other Doctors and then back to the one he was used to.

"Thirteen," the Doctor said. "But otherwise the analogy works."

Dean nodded slowly. "That's kinda cool."

"I suppose it rather is," the Doctor said. "I've just sort of lived with the reality my entire life."