I like to think the moon is there even if I'm not looking at it.

[im_the_doctor]

The Doctor, the older for those that know there are two – John Smith for those who don’t, was in search of something very, very important.

The TARDIS had been searched high and low. No pot, cubby, or planter had been left unchecked at least twice.

When that most reasonable locations had yielded no results he’d also checked the console room – both of them, his room, the library, the laboratory, and the Zero Room for good measure. He even took a couple of rooms out of storage just to be sure.

Still, none could be found.

The thought had crossed his mind to wish for some but he wasn’t quite that desperate… yet. To trust the Castle with something this important was always a gamble, but after the events of the past week, he felt it even less in his favor of having it arrive successfully.

Now in the Castle kitchen he searched the cupboards and drawers.

Frustrated, he pulled the journal from his pocket and asked, “Why can I not find any?!”



[OOC: In relation to Five’s post A gift consists not in what is done or given, but in the intention. Which of course Ten knows nothing about. ;P Feel free to approach him anywhere along his route or interrupt his search of the kitchen or via the journal.]

Subject Quote is from Albert Einstein

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[lightbranded]

[Will approaches, and very solemnly holds out a stalk of celery.]

[im_the_doctor]

[ The Doctor turns from the cupboard he's searching to see Will. At first he brightens, happy to see the young man again. Then he sees what's in the boy's hand... A hand that's extended to him.

He looks from the boy to the celery and back again. Face clearly in confusion. ]

[lightbranded]

A gift for the day.

[im_the_doctor]

A gift? For... me?

[lightbranded]

Of course.

[ Who else would it be for? ]

[preformthisneigh]

[When Ten opens one of the castle's cupboards, a hoarde of streamers flush out, followed by the sound of noisemakers and one (1) tan pony. Happily, he throws some celery in the Doctor's direction, before pulling out his accordion, playing a happy tune.]

♫ Happy, happy Otherstide!
I'll make sure this celebration is never cast aside
You can have all the celery you'll ever need
For this feeling of joy never will recede
Sooooo happy Otherside to yoooou! ♫

[im_the_doctor]

[ The Doctor deftly jumps out of the way as the streamers come towards him. Eyebrow cocked, he tilts his head in wonder as to why that would happen. Streamers? Noisemakers? A pony throwing... was that really celery?! And playing accordion.

When the song is done, the Doctor claps in appreciation. ]

Brilliant! Marvellous! Really, simply... er - well, brilliant!

[ He stops clapping and leans in. ]

I think you've got the wrong chap though. Sorry 'bout that.

[preformthisneigh]

Oh no, the other Doctor showed me a picture and told me that you needed a celebration [that's not entirely true] so here I am!

[im_the_doctor]

Oh, did he now?! Just wait till... [ The Doctor's voice trails off, as does his frustration at his younger self. ]

You, you did all this for me?!

[preformthisneigh]

Of course! Everypony should be able to celebrate the holidays that matter most to them, if they're in their home worlds or not.

[yay_heiress]

[London had wandered to the kitchen in search of food, since obviously it wasn't going to deliver itself. The sight of the tall guy in the suit rummaging through every cabinet is only slightly unsettling, and she tilts her head and watches him search.

It's not until after he poses his question to the journal that London finally speaks up.]

Find any what?

[im_the_doctor]

Tea!

You know? A good cuppa tea! Normal tea, that is.

I've found green tea, white tea, black tea, oolong tea, herbal tea, rooibos tea, mate tea, blooming tea, and tea blends. There is caffeinated tea, decaffeinated tea, iced tea, hot tea, leaf tea and bagged tea. I have found a tea of every colour, for every flavour, for nearly every culture. But... BUT!

I have yet to find just regular tea!

Have you seen any?

[yay_heiress]

You don't like... any of those teas?

[Something odd occurs to London just then.]

What kind of tea is regular tea?

[im_the_doctor]

We-ll... they're okay... We-ll, not really okay. Sorta like drinking flavoured water when you can drink the good stuff right from a natural untainted spring.

You know, it's regular. Normal. Proper.

[ He pauses. ]

British.

Sorry for the delay! orz

[yay_heiress]

Ohhh! [She's had some before. Although it was before she arrived in the castle.]

They don't have any here?
[She goes to the cabinets and reaches into one as far as her height allows.]

This would be so much easier in heels...

[toobravehearted]

[There's whistling coming from outside the kitchen, a happy and jaunty tune, that gets louder, obviously, when the Doctor walks into the kitchen.

In seeing himself, he grins.

Maybe himself should be afraid.]

Hello! Finished turning the TARDIS upside down, did you?

[im_the_doctor]

[ Hearing his younger self come in, he turns and glares at the other man. ]

You! What did you do?!

[toobravehearted]

[His grin slides off his face at that glare.]

That's not the greeting I was quite expecting. I was looking for you actually. Care to explain what you think I've done or am I going to have to read my own mind?

[im_the_doctor]

No. I don't think that will be needed.

[ The elder holds out his hand. ]

What did you do with the tea?!

[toobravehearted]

[That's definitely not what he was expecting, either.]

In all honestly, nothing. Is that what you've been after and are now taking the castle apart for?

[Score one for Captain Obvious. He goes to the table and starts emptying his pockets.]

[rose_of_battle]

[Hearing the noise from the kitchen, Sheena enters, ready to fight whoever is in there, only to be struck dumb by the sight in front of her.

That, of course, doesn't last long.]

What exactly are you looking for?

[Who knew it would be this easy to find him? And how exactly had she let his younger self convince her to do this?]

[im_the_doctor]

Tea!

A good ole cuppa a tea. Nothing fancy and nothing flavoured. Just tea.

You think it would be the easiest of things to find, wouldn't you? Yes, you would, but, right now, you'd be wrong. Very wrong.

[rose_of_battle]

[Sheena looks at him in surprise. Some tea sounds nice right now.]

None? Anywhere?

[She pauses a moment.]

It would be a small one, but why not wish for the tea you're looking for?

[im_the_doctor]

Weeelllll, there's lots of tea.

[ He starts pointing around the room to boxes and containers of tea he pulled out in his search as he talks. ] Black, white, green, oolong, decaffeinated, caffeinated, iced, herbal... and everything in between. Take your pick as long as you're not looking for good ole fashioned plain British tea.

[ The Doctor stops and looks at her with narrowed eyes. ] Simply, I don't trust the castle with something this important.

[rose_of_battle]

Okay. I don't--

[She's cut off when she sees why he's upset. It's really not fair that there seems to be just about every type of tea imaginable except the one he wants.

She looks from him back to the teas before walking over to the selection available and turning to him with a solemn expression.]

Would you trust me to ask for it?