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Post by Susan Storm on Aug 5, 2012 22:08:15 GMT -5
Susan had to whistle at the age difference. But at the same time, she also found it somehow amusing.
"And Reed was in such horror for so long over the ten year gap between us. You both have my sympathy then."
Shaking her head a little, she decided the only thing to do was smile. A smile that turned into a bit of a laugh as Susan realized what he meant to do.
"Hold on then."
She slipped out of the room for a few minutes before returning with the requested items.
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Post by Reed Richards on Aug 13, 2012 16:11:37 GMT -5
The Doctor grinned when Susan whistled and commented on their age difference. At least she had a good sense of humor about what he was telling her. Now, after she'd given him a thorough butt kicking.
"I suppose you're right though. I won't be forgetting what you said. You made a lot of sense, Susan."
She headed off to get the things he'd asked for, and when she returned, The Doctor asked for two more things.
"Great. Thank you again, but, I need two things. An apple, and a pear." |
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Post by Susan Storm on Aug 16, 2012 20:13:15 GMT -5
Alright, there was one thing this 'Doctor' needed to get straight. He might look like her boyfriend (mostly), but he was not Reed. Reed she ran around for because the man was so dotty whenever he was in the zone scientifically (which was near all the time) that he might manage to blow something up if he ran his own errands. Hazard of being so easily distracted.
The Doctor....
Well, no, she wasn't sure if she trusted his ability to make it to the kitchen.
"What do you need those for, exactly?"
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Post by Reed Richards on Aug 16, 2012 20:43:08 GMT -5
When she asked what he would need them for, The Doctor gave her the answers he had, "Well," he started again, something of a habit of his, "I need an apple, because I'm starving, and I love apples. Apples are good. I need a pear, because I want to test the transporter. I don't need a pear to eat, because I hate pears. Pears are rubbish." He said this as a matter of fact, The Doctor was very sure that the modifications he'd made to Reed Richard's transporter were correct. He just wanted a snack before he left.
Smiling to Susan, The Doctor turned back to the machine.
"It's all set now. We'll send the pear as our sort of 'message in a bottle'. If your Reed is as clever as I am, he'll figure out how to get back to this universe, and I'll be able to go back to mine."
It was a simple enough plan, The Doctor just hoped that it worked. |
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