Day in, Day out. (John)

[John James Smith]

"That, and they're evil. Evil apples..." John replied with a grin, before he placed the other fruits into his jacket pocket again, leaving his hands in there, just because hands in his long brown jacket pockets was more comfortable. Apples were always evil, well, they weren't always evil. Ever since they were doctor repellant they became evil. "Who would ever want to keep the doctor away? I could be the next Ian, which would be quite amazing. Professor at a school travelling around with the doctor before coming back and living on in the world. I dunno if I would be able to stop and return to real life, because who could really do such a thing after seeing all of space and time? Just think of what my friends would say when I came back ten years older than, what seems to be them, the next day. That would take a lot of explaining and the truth, that would get me thrown into an asylum, that would." He took a breathe and glowed with his grin that had faded because he was talking.

"Well, Piper Tyler," John joked, though was talking as though he had took her comment offensively, "I have travelled the world at least, or a good chunk of it. And I hope to explore other worlds eventually, given my cleverness, I could travel forward in time where us apes are travelling around, and take a ship and call her TARDIS. I'll steal my TARDIS!" Well, that was just a dream, actually, but that didn't mean that he couldn't hope, right? The Earth was large, but he had explored most of the world already, learned a lot of what he could, discovered species very few ever even knew existed. He'd been to the bottom of the ocean at one point, though he nearly died down there when he encountered unfriendly fish. He survived, but just barely. Talk about a nice rush. "I do?" John asked happily, "Never noticed it before. Interesting..." Maybe he should pay more attention to that. Or he could die from suffocation just because he was talking too much. That would be a sad way to go... though falling over a brick would be worse, and more embarrassing. Depending on the brick.

"Magic does to! Though it only exists if you believe it to," John answered shaking his head, knowing it did, but she didn't know because she was most definitely a muggle, who did not know anything of their world. At that moment, he began connecting the dots how he might go into outer space. No one had ever tried to apparate there, did they? Maybe he could work on how he could do that. A bubble head charm, apparate to the moon, maybe eventually he could learn how to apparate through time. He doubted it, but that was a fairly interesting thought. No one he knew had ever even thought of apparating off of Earth, or through time, or anything. Maybe he could create something that untethered him from time, then he could do so. But untethering from time is impossible... probably. So there was still hope, and now he was getting fairly excited about it. That would be just brilliant! "Magic is one's imagination, the things one can do, the things they can do that others cannot. The belief that anything can happen. If I believe I can fly, as long as I don't act stupid, I can eventually fly, and look planes came, we can fly. Gliders, we can glide. It's an offshoot of science, magic is. Magic is simply amazing, and few actually believe in it." He really hoped he wouldn't get in trouble from the ministry for that, but he didn't believe so. He didn't show her anything or do anything that would make them even know. "And I like showing off, thank you very much."

"You really would?" John asked excitedly, "Oh, that would be just brilliant! Though I haven't got the universe travelling down, working on that. I could show you the heart of the Amazon, the bottom of the ocean, the deserts of the world, if you want." John was being serious at that. He always wanted someone to travel with, because travelling alone was just so... lonely. "And... you could visit your mum anytime, and I can get enough money for her each time we come back." John missed travelling, and wanted to go around again with someone. And the Earth was like many different planets. There were people that stayed away from the rest of the world, creatures they never had seen before. And there were creatures she didn't know existed - merpeople, dragons, giants, unicorns - there was a whole world he could show her and teach her about. And he just met her, but there was something that made him want to show her everything he knew. "Good. Hope she won't slap me... that wouldn't be good." Slapping hurt, all the time.

"Oh yes. I am from 1987, and the doctor is on his 7th regeneration," John said, knowing she would find it a joke, while actually be the truth, "Nah, I can tell you I'm twenty, nearly twenty-one, mind you, and I have travelled the world, and know things that no one else knows about, like..." John leaned in and whispered in her ear, "In the Amazon, there is this village of people, and they don't know what's on the outside world; didn't believe me when I told them." He leaned back up, and smiled, his teeth showing a bit. He took out a strawberry from his pocket and quickly ate it. "People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint - it's more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly... time-y wimey... stuff. Meaning... time can always be rewritten."

"Just Doctor Who famous," John replied with a laugh. In fact, he was meaning to find William Hartnell before he died at the end of April this year. Which was soon. "The only reason I began wanting to be an actor was because of Doctor Who, and I've done nothing really acting, and I'm a bit busy to do anything else, teaching and travelling, quite a busy life I have. Plus, not ginger, I'd have to be a sad doctor because of that." Oh, only if he were ginger. He wanted to be a ginger even before Doctor Who; his mum was one, just not him. He, unfortunately, got his father's hair. Stupid brown blob of amazing hair.

"Oh yes I can," John replied quite seriously, "I will always try to save those I can. If I have a chance of saving someone, I will do my best to save them. You see, there is a man on the loose, and the bobbies don't know about him. He's been causing things like this. Those who are after him are losing; you have to try your best to save as many as you can. Danger is just a part of it. If I die, then I know I died trying to save people, instead of hurt people." Like he had when he was little and killed his parents. But he had sealed that away into his hidden memory, never wanting to think of it again, but it was a driving force behind the way he wanted to save people from dying. "People die everyday, but not as many people have to die every day if I have something to say about it." He began running towards the building that had exploded, his hand in hers, but loose enough that she could let go and run away if she wanted to. He preferred his hand with hers, and it made him feel not so lonely.

[Piper Rose Tyler]

"Well, I happen to love green apples. They're tart and sour." Piper resonded trying not to smile, but his grin was so infectious. His pockets must've been bigger on thie inside because there was no way you could fit that much in those pockets with out anything showing through them. "True, no one would want to keep him away. Except for the daleks. They'd want to keep him away. He keeps ruining their evil plans. I'm pretty sure companions never go back to normal life. Once you see the stuff they see, you can't go back. You get kinda lost in it. I'd be in there the day I came back. Because I'd continually talk about it, and no one would believe me and then I'd freak out because he'd never be coming back for me. If I got the part, I'd be the companion that everyone loves, but in the end she gets separated from the doctor. And never can see him again. And he'd fall in love with the character. But before he got to say it, he had to go. It'd be something like, Piper Tyler I--." she shook her head.

"Well, John Smith." she laughed. "Only an idiot would steal a TARDIS. It's wrong. Plus they're slow to trust. Like a cat." She chuckled. He was serious to a point but at the same time he was joking. Why did that seem like a good quality for the perfect person? Oh, that's right, because it was. "Yeah, you just don't shut up do you? You like to hear yourself talk. But that's okay, you have a lovely accent. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I called it out." she shook her head, she didn't want him to suffocate himself so she called it out. This is what she gets for being semi-observant.'

"Oh really? And what has magic ever done for me? If there were magic, it could help me get money. I'd never have to worry about my mother being in debt, I wouldn't have to cook or anything." Piper crossed her arms. She was a sane human, and there was this strange man in front of her saying magic was real. What a load of rubbish. Magic was for kids to believe in, children were the most imaginative, and creative, they're the reason people love magic. The reason parents tell their children stories about witches and wizards saving the world. About dragons holding girls captive in towers, knights saving them, and the girl getting the guy. All rubbish. It wasn't true at all. "Well, imagination is best in kids. Adults don't have much of an imagination. If you could fly with out a plane people would line up to figure out how you did it. Science is science. It's why we have medicine, and everything else." she shook her head and laughed, "Show off."

"That'd be fantastic . . . Doctor." she smiled. She could finally get away, get away from the world of work and routine. Get away from the trouble, help her mum out by sending her stuff. "Really? You'd make me the happiest girl in the world, John Smith." she hugged him subconciously. Funny enough she didn't let go this time. Just kinda hang there, like she never wanted to let go. "She won't slap you unless you don't get me home in time for supper." she smirked.

"That's a good one! Real funny, you are." she shook her head. He had to be joking, time travel was impossible. "Really? So wait, you've seen all this stuff and you still don't have your own TV show? Someone get a camera crew to follow you around." She had felt a chill go down her spine when he'd whispered in her ear. No one did that, plus it was a little rude. But other wise, she was excited, she was going to get to see the world. "Time can always be rewritten. Because we all can go back in time and change everything. But there are fixed points in history that can't be changed."

"Yeah." Piper chuckled. "Well, acting might be in your nature. Oh, to hell with teaching. No one really likes teachers anyway, annoying bunch. But you're still quite cute. Any of your companions would fall in love with you." she started shouting at herself inside her head. She was screaming at herself to shut up.

She grabbed his hand tighter. Piper wasn't going to let him do this alone. "Then you're going to need help navigating through the basement. You want to try to save them, then you need me. I'm the only employee who knew how to get through there and not get lost. Delivering. It was my job for a month." she followed him, weaving through the pushing crowd. She was starting to lose her grip from all the pushing, but she held on. She'd been alone for so long, and now she'd found someone who was willing to risk their life to save hers.

[John James Smith]

"Well, you have terrible taste in apples, then. All apples are evil," John said with a nod crossing his arms to make it so it seemed like he was very adamant about the evil nature of apples, "It'd be funny if on the Dalek homeworld there were orchards of apples all across the planet. Since nothing else seems to defeat the doctor." John thought for a moment about how Piper could be a great companion to the doctor, and how he was sure the doctor would love to have her around, and perhaps even fall in love with her eventually. "That'd be too tragic. You should at least come back at some point, a reunion. I can see it now... the doctor running towards you with a happy grin across his face, seeing nothing but you..."

"Not true! The doctor stole his TARDIS! He wasn't ever supposed to leave Gallifrey!" John asserted , still happily and wishing that Doctor Who was true, even though he knew it was not, "And anyways, any TARDIS would love me and my lovely accent. So, don't worry about apologizing, my voice is very nice to hear, but I do need to breathe sometimes, because if I don't I could die, and perhaps by pointing it out you saved my life, because otherwise I would never have noticed. Therefore making me die from being out of breathe. You're voice is lovely as well, just not as great as my voice is, of course."

"And what did I just do for you? I did just get you a good amount of money," John pointed out, "Plus, magic would just make someone lazy. Think of all the fun you would not get to experience. Getting in trouble, and just being able to apparate elsewhere without a worry in the world. Magic would be good in some ways, but... just think of what it could do in the wrong hands. Blow things up, kill a crowd in less than a second, and with weapons of mass destruction on both sides of a conflict leads to great death, or extreme restraint. If one person could obtain magic and don't care about those they kill, think of how bad it could get..." John returned to smiling after his brief very serious moment he just had. He always was a big supporter in using magic only when absolutely necessary, and perhaps not even then. It always took the struggle out of everything. It as not as fun if he just apparated away whenever someone captured him. He preferred going through the struggle, and learning about those he was captured by. Needless to say, he would be very well off if he suddenly lost his magic. Now, imagination, that was something he loved a lot. Just wondering what could be out there was amazing. But learning the truth, was much more satisfying, no matter how much fun imagining was. "Imagination is what fuels us to go forward and discover the truth. Just sitting there and imagining what is out there, is not fun at all. Discovering the truth is like reading a book the first time, and those epiphanies. But, without imagination, why would anyone even care about science or discover... or pretty much anything? Adults are more learned and so there is not as much to imagine about, but they still imagine, just as kids do. It's... just a different kind of imagination."

John returned the hug and did the same as she did, holding loosely onto her while in the hug. There was just something about her being close to him that felt... correct. It was an odd sensation that he had never felt before. "It would? I was just thinking about how happy having an amazing travelling companion like you would be like. I'd be the happiest man in the entire universe," John replied in a more subdued tone, "Plus, being Doctor would make that even better... maybe I should finish that PhD in cheese making..." He hadn't heard a doctor claim anything like that yet, but it would be very doctor-like for him to have a PhD in cheese making. "Might get a little carried away with saving the world to get there on time," John added as a joke.

"Oh I know," John laughed back. "I prefer to travel alone... or with maybe someone else, like you. I prefer to teach individuals of what I have seen, and show them, not some camera that shows it to everyone. What I like to do is something much more personal than some television show," John replied in explanation, and why he had kept most of his travels secret. John smiled when she showed the intelligence to know of the fixed points. Oh, he had found an amazing woman here. All it took him was a well aimed banana. "Anything changed has unknown consequences, and such fixed points are the points that if changed would have unknown consequences. You can't change history willy-nilly. You have to know what you are doing."

"Maybe we both could try out for Doctor Who, and then, if either of us make it, then we could travel when filming is done. I do have a trick of getting to a place really quickly," John said, very happy at the thought, not worrying about any of the no revealing of magic thing the ministry was enforcing because they could not worry about him with all that they had to worry about. He used apparating as almost a save thing. To return where he was before, if he was also supposed to work somewhere. He had done several jobs before just around, not just teaching while he traveled around.

"I knew I liked you for a reason," John commented, gripping her hand firmly, running through the crowds, making sure to hold onto her. It had to be fate that he stumbled upon her being attacked, and he had the perfect banana for throwing and taking care of the attacker. Almost like something had been drawing him here just to meet Piper. How he came back in time and met her just by chance. He had found someone he could finally be around and no longer be alone. His friends had disappeared during his years at Hogwarts, and left him, his parents were gone, he was all alone, and had been for years. Now he finally had someone. Piper Rose Tyler, this extraordinary blonde woman who was willing to help him try to save people. "Ok," John said as they reached the building which was in very bad shape. "Let's get in there," John guided her around the police who were around the building, sneaking past them, so they didn't impede their progress.

[Piper Rose Tyler]

Piper laughed, "So? They're delicious and nutricious. That would be an episode I'd pay to watch over and over just to laugh at that planet!" She pushed her hair back behind her ears, and thought about it, "Then the writers would make it tragic. ZAP! Dalek gets him right in one of his hearts. Oh, horrible, painful, sad but really happy reunion because he'd get to see her again."

"He did a great job at stealing it though." Piper nodded, "Yes it is, and you're talking too much again. Hush up, okay?" She shook her head, she may have loved the sound of his voice, but he really did speak way too much. How did he ever get have real conversations with normal people?

"And when did we establish that I wasn't lazy? I love getting into trouble but I do like staying out of it as best I can. And you talk as if from experience. Magic isn't real. It can't be. Scientifically impossible." She had her arms crossed and a hip jutted out. Why would he put it in that kind of context anyway? Magic in the wrong hands? In anyone's hands it was the wrong hands, she knew if she had magic, she would probably be in jail for it. And it would royally suck. "Yeah adult imagination is pretty scary. You probably think the same things most adults do." She waggled her eyebrows, she even had those kinds of thoughts on rare occasion.

"So is that a formal invitation to join you?" Piper smiled and looked up slightly to actually look at him. "I don't think you can get one in cheese making... Maybe though, I wouldn't know." she shook her head in a slightly confused manner.

"That'd be fun. We should do it! It could be really fun. Especially if we end up working together." She smiled, "A special way to get places quick... could be dangerous... I like it."

As they slid past the police, she looked around just to make sure they weren't followed. Running into a burning building wasn't something she wanted to make a habit of. "Okay, elevator won't be working, so we need to take the stairs... yay." She dashed for the stairs and pulled out her key, "Come on, we need down there quick." The door unlocked and she started running down the stairs.