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Well, I think my Doctor Who catch-up marathon is nearly at an end. Last night I watched Season 6, Episode 10, The Girl Who Waited, and was totally, totally outraged and Fed Up.
It's been building for a while, what with all the "Do I have your permission to give your wife a hug?" business, and "Ask my parents, if you want to marry me" and "She's a woman" (line tossed off by the Doctor somewhere, to explain irrationality). But that episode... that took me over the edge.
And so I have written my second, and I think last-ever, Doctor Who fanfic, to fix things once and for all. It's here. (Ummm.. and it's violent.)
(The first was also to fix things, and like this one, written in a rush of fury. :) That time, it was for Donna and Mercy Hartigan, both of whom got a rough deal, and one of whom needed all the help that the other could give. And it isn't violent.)
It's been building for a while, what with all the "Do I have your permission to give your wife a hug?" business, and "Ask my parents, if you want to marry me" and "She's a woman" (line tossed off by the Doctor somewhere, to explain irrationality). But that episode... that took me over the edge.
And so I have written my second, and I think last-ever, Doctor Who fanfic, to fix things once and for all. It's here. (Ummm.. and it's violent.)
(The first was also to fix things, and like this one, written in a rush of fury. :) That time, it was for Donna and Mercy Hartigan, both of whom got a rough deal, and one of whom needed all the help that the other could give. And it isn't violent.)
