/ Like this post for a starter and I'll get to it when I get back.

"I’ve got a mountain of ‘em. Some end with explosions, some with awkward hugs, and a few with me running for my life. And knowledge..well, let’s just say I know a bit about a lot of things. Mostly the important stuff though, like which snacks go best with alien invasions.”

Donna smirked. “Donna. Just Donna. And you? Spike it is. Now, tell me what's a kid like you doing out here all by himself?"

madness of demons and dark magic like a proper brew.”

She tilted her head toward the street with a smirk. “And before you say no, trust me, if you’re dragging me into nightmare stories, the least you can do is let me drag you to a kettle.”

“Nick Necro the necromancer yeah, very original. Bet he thinks he’s terrifying too. Personally, I just think it sounds like a bloke who spends too much time sulking in basements. But since he’s not here making a scene, why don’t we use the break wisely? Come on, cup of tea. Nothing sorts out the +

“Geekiness, eh? Blimey, you’d have loved travelling with me then. Surrounded by more geekiness than a comic book shop on discount day. Aliens, gadgets, big speeches about stars. Proper full package. And Bethany, yeah? Nice to meet you. I’m Donna. Brace yourself, I talk a lot.”

another Tuesday?”

She narrows her eyes, folding her arms, but there’s that spark of curiosity under the sass. “Honestly.. either I’m dreaming, or you’ve been reading too many bloody horror stories. And who the hell is Nick anyway?”

“Right, okay. Let me get this straight,” she leans back a little, shaking her head. “Your parents tried to feed you to a demon, you learned magic from some secret school of weirdos, and now you’re in a bloody feud that plays out over decades? And you’re telling me all of this like it’s just +

Donna leaned forward, hands on her knees, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Territorial monsters, huh? Lovely. Just my luck! Lucky for me, I’ve got some kid who actually knows what he’s doing. So,what’s your name, then? And don’t try anything fancy I’ll just shorten it to something ridiculous anyway!”

anger and something else she couldn’t name. “I don’t care if I’m ‘supposed’ to forget! Oi! Come back here!”

She kicked at the ground, muttering under her breath. “Bloody ridiculous. Just bloody ridiculous.”

Donna stared after him, mouth open, hands still tingling where he’d grabbed them. “Wait,what?!” she yelled, spinning around to follow, but he was already inside the blue box. She banged on the door. “Oi! You can’t just…just vanish! Who even does that?!”

Her chest tightened, a strange mix of +

like my brain’s teasing me! There’s something..something about you, but I can’t grab it. Who are you, then, hmm? Spill it!”

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Donna stopped dead, eyes narrowing. “Oi,you! Yeah, you! You look..I dunno, familiar or something,” she said, throwing her hands up. “It’s maddening! I should know you, right? I just can’t remember why!”

She paced a little, cheeks flushed. “It’s +

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"He's still out there, somewhere. And I'll find him, Gramps. Even if I have to wait a hundred years, I'll find him."

She misses yelling at the Doctor.

"Ah, I get it. Mostly women, a bit of fancy-dressed bloke on the side, and the occasional ‘don’t know what to call it’ type. Fair play. Sounds like you’ve got a decent taste in humans."

The telly droned with a quiz show where grown adults couldn’t tell a pineapple from a melon. Donna slouched on the sofa, takeaway balanced on her lap.

“Oh, come on! It’s round, it’s green, it’s got a bloody rind! You don’t need a degree to get that. It’s a melon, for heaven’s sake!”

studying him with a hint of genuine interest

“Nice to meet you, Richard. Although, I’ve got to admit, names like yours don’t exactly scream normal. And trust me, I’ve had my fill of not-normal. So, what’s your deal? And don’t give me the polite version, I’ll see right through it.”

She lets her grip linger a moment before letting go, +

“Oi! ‘Bossy’ is just another word for ‘knows what she’s doing,’ sunshine. And as for being stronger than I let on..well, can’t give away all my secrets at once, can I?”

/ Can we PLEASE get more tenth doctors around here?

/ My first Donna Noble solo and I'm tearing up. 🥲

with someone important, and now it was gone.