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[Doctor Who/ATLA] no place that far (Toph & Donna gen)
Title: no place that far
Fandom: Doctor Who/Avatar: The Last Airbender
Length: 628 words
Prompt: Toph tries TARDIS-bending? Perhaps Donna hollers at her for it for Eri
Pairing: Toph & Donna gen
Other: "The door wasn't locked. There's no point getting mad at me for it," Toph said, reaching out to poke something that seemed promising. She didn't know what it would do, but how else was she going to learn?
"Who let you in?" the solid woman said (to Toph's senses, she stood like an earthbender, strong and stubborn). Toph didn't bother to turn away from contemplating the bumpy sort of metal thing in the middle of the room. She wiggled her toes on the mesh of the console floor.
"The door wasn't locked. There's no point getting mad at me for it," Toph said, reaching out to poke something that seemed promising. She didn't know what it would do, but how else was she going to learn?
The woman grabbed her hand, however, and made Toph scowl. The woman's heart was racing in a manner that suggested her own irritation.
"The door's always locked," the woman said with sarcasm, "so pull the other one, it's got bells on. Did you pick the lock?"
"--Donna, who are you talking to? It's impossible to pick the TARDIS's lock."
Toph could feel someone else enter the room, a light-footed person like an airbender. Now things were getting complicated.
"I'm talking to this urchin," the woman named Donna said, lifting up Toph's hand, and Toph had had enough of that already. She moved her feet, bending sudden depressions into the console floor to catch Donna's ankles. Donna shrieked and let her go. Toph stepped out of grabbing range.
"I'm an earthbender, not an urchin, and I said it wasn't locked. How'd you get all this space in a box this size, anyway? I keep trying to feel for the edges and I can't reach them," she said, addressing the man, who seemed a little more inclined to talk than Donna.
"Course you can't," the man said, sounding amused. "Too many dimensions for th-- what did you do to my console?"
His shriek reminded her of Aang's irritation when she was using his glider as a nutcracker. People sure got attached to objects, didn't they?
"Oi, your console, spaceman, what about my feet?" Donna shouted, and Toph had had enough.
"Don't you ever shut up?" she asked, and bent the console back into place, giving Donna her solid ground again. The skinny man was down on his knees, either staring at Donna's feet or his precious console, and Toph had a bet which. Donna would probably kick him.
"You guys act like you've never seen a metalbender before," she said, preening a little. Well, they probably hadn't. She only had three graduates of her metalbending school so far, and they weren't precise enough to do what she had just done.
"Well, I haven't," Donna said. "Doctor? How did she do that?"
The Doctor flicked the repaired floor. It made a ting sound. "I've no idea," he said, almost sounding cheerful. "Who are you, metalbender?"
"I'm Toph Bei Fong," she said, "haven't you been outside and seen the posters everywhere? Sokka said it was a good likeness. Maybe you got lost in here."
The Doctor got to his feet. "We just landed. Haven't been out yet."
Toph wasn't sure how you could land a box that didn't seem to be floating, but she didn't question it yet. Donna might be annoying, but the big-on-the-inside box was pretty fascinating.
"Well, you'd better come to my show," she said firmly. "Then you'll be grateful I didn't do something worse," she added, in the direction of Donna, who sputtered something like, "Well, I never!"
"Thanks for the invitation," the Doctor said, and he was being sincere, so she grinned a little.
And after she closed the door behind her, she liberated the spare key from its obvious hiding place in the ledge above the painted characters. She didn't even need her special senses for that.
You never knew when a thing like that could come in handy, after all.
Fandom: Doctor Who/Avatar: The Last Airbender
Length: 628 words
Prompt: Toph tries TARDIS-bending? Perhaps Donna hollers at her for it for Eri
Pairing: Toph & Donna gen
Other: "The door wasn't locked. There's no point getting mad at me for it," Toph said, reaching out to poke something that seemed promising. She didn't know what it would do, but how else was she going to learn?
"Who let you in?" the solid woman said (to Toph's senses, she stood like an earthbender, strong and stubborn). Toph didn't bother to turn away from contemplating the bumpy sort of metal thing in the middle of the room. She wiggled her toes on the mesh of the console floor.
"The door wasn't locked. There's no point getting mad at me for it," Toph said, reaching out to poke something that seemed promising. She didn't know what it would do, but how else was she going to learn?
The woman grabbed her hand, however, and made Toph scowl. The woman's heart was racing in a manner that suggested her own irritation.
"The door's always locked," the woman said with sarcasm, "so pull the other one, it's got bells on. Did you pick the lock?"
"--Donna, who are you talking to? It's impossible to pick the TARDIS's lock."
Toph could feel someone else enter the room, a light-footed person like an airbender. Now things were getting complicated.
"I'm talking to this urchin," the woman named Donna said, lifting up Toph's hand, and Toph had had enough of that already. She moved her feet, bending sudden depressions into the console floor to catch Donna's ankles. Donna shrieked and let her go. Toph stepped out of grabbing range.
"I'm an earthbender, not an urchin, and I said it wasn't locked. How'd you get all this space in a box this size, anyway? I keep trying to feel for the edges and I can't reach them," she said, addressing the man, who seemed a little more inclined to talk than Donna.
"Course you can't," the man said, sounding amused. "Too many dimensions for th-- what did you do to my console?"
His shriek reminded her of Aang's irritation when she was using his glider as a nutcracker. People sure got attached to objects, didn't they?
"Oi, your console, spaceman, what about my feet?" Donna shouted, and Toph had had enough.
"Don't you ever shut up?" she asked, and bent the console back into place, giving Donna her solid ground again. The skinny man was down on his knees, either staring at Donna's feet or his precious console, and Toph had a bet which. Donna would probably kick him.
"You guys act like you've never seen a metalbender before," she said, preening a little. Well, they probably hadn't. She only had three graduates of her metalbending school so far, and they weren't precise enough to do what she had just done.
"Well, I haven't," Donna said. "Doctor? How did she do that?"
The Doctor flicked the repaired floor. It made a ting sound. "I've no idea," he said, almost sounding cheerful. "Who are you, metalbender?"
"I'm Toph Bei Fong," she said, "haven't you been outside and seen the posters everywhere? Sokka said it was a good likeness. Maybe you got lost in here."
The Doctor got to his feet. "We just landed. Haven't been out yet."
Toph wasn't sure how you could land a box that didn't seem to be floating, but she didn't question it yet. Donna might be annoying, but the big-on-the-inside box was pretty fascinating.
"Well, you'd better come to my show," she said firmly. "Then you'll be grateful I didn't do something worse," she added, in the direction of Donna, who sputtered something like, "Well, I never!"
"Thanks for the invitation," the Doctor said, and he was being sincere, so she grinned a little.
And after she closed the door behind her, she liberated the spare key from its obvious hiding place in the ledge above the painted characters. She didn't even need her special senses for that.
You never knew when a thing like that could come in handy, after all.