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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"You'll find its the same answer we'll all give," the Doctor said. "Eye of Orion, by far. Most beautiful place in the galaxy. Peaceful, tranquil, everything you could want."

"That Doctor," Nadia pointed to the Ninth Doctor, "said he liked Earth.'

"Well that Doctor," the Doctor said. "Has obviously gone native." He chuckled.

"Well, he did stick around long enough to teach. And he has to women living with him."

"Well, I did have people living with me on my travels," the Doctor said. "Not much of a change there. Unless he's done something rash like marry any of them."

"Not that I've heard, no. Time lords don't believe in marriage?"

"I'm assuming the women he lives with aren't Time Lords?" the Doctor asked.

"Not that I know of, but I don't know much about them. One of them runs the general store and the other one teaches acting."

"If you knew someone would have a lifespan that is a mere blip compared to yours, would you marry them?" the Doctor asked.

"You wouldn't have to worry about divorce. . . ."

"Merely having your heart broken as you watch them grow old and die as you barely age," the Doctor said. "Or worse, you regenerate, and you're no longer quite the man they loved."

". . . Okay, there is that. I take it that's happened to you?"

"Quite," the Doctor said. "He has mentioned that we're a grandfather, hasn't he?"

". . . I'm not sure he has. He's talked about a couple things, but I don't remember that."

"Well, there you go," the Doctor said. "Learned an important new fact."

"Should I ask him for pictures?" Isn't that what people did in movies?

"Would you like to see pictures of Susan?" the Doctor asked.

"Oh, yes, please."

"Sadly I don't have any on me," The Doctor said. "You will have to ask him for them at some point. Sorry."

"Oh. Well, that's okay. You should come to our international Thanksgiving this afternoon, by the way."

"International Thanksgiving?" the Doctor asked.

"We have a lot of students from other countries, planets, and universes, so a couple of us thought that, since we don't have thanksgiving where we're from, we should make our own tradition."

"How very considerate and clever," the Doctor said. "I wholeheartedly approve."

"I'm glad. It's in the lobby of the dorms, so teachers and students are all welcome to come. And I think you're technically a teacher, since you'll be teaching here eventually in your timeline."

"I suppose I will," the Doctor said. "Thank you for the invitation."

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