Scientist: "What could be on the other side of a black hole? Another universe? Or another Big Bang?"
Hubby: "Or a TARDIS and a Time Lord. Because only a madman in a box would try to go through a black hole."
I realize that's more of something Eleven would say (hubby has yet to watch any DW prior to series 5) so I changed it a teensy bit. And gave it to Sylvia. But I imagined Ten watching this and his possible reaction. *sigh* =P
As always, I don't own Ten, Donna, or Doctor Who. Please read and enjoy...
“Oh that’s just wrong,” the Doctor muttered at the television ignoring the swat to his arm by Donna, the eye roll from Sylvia, and the grunt from Wilf. “Black holes look nothing like that,” he jumped as Donna hit him again. “What? They don’t. A large doughnut shaped thing? No.”
“And I suppose you’ve seen one?” Donna asked. “Been up close have you?”
“Of course I have. Well, not too close. Well, from a distance. Well, on the scanner while the TARDIS was several light years away.”
“So…you don’t know precisely what one looks like?”
“Not really. No,” the Doctor slumped a little on the couch. “Just where the light falls in at the event horizon.”
“So shutting up and letting us watch the program would be a good idea then?”
“Yeeaaahhh,” he rubbed the back of his neck.
There was blessed silence for a few moments, until the show started talking about what happened to objects pulled into a black hole.
“Spaghettified? That’s what they’re calling it? These are supposed to be top notch scientists, and the best they can come up with to compare falling through a black hole, is pasta noodles? An object is going to be ripped apart to its component atoms and they call it “spaghettitified”. What nonsense is that?”
“You know, you could always go back on the TARDIS with Belle,” Donna said.
“But she’s asleep.”
“You will be soon too, when I knock you out, if you don’t shut it.”
He was silent once more, and remained so through most of the episode, until there was talk of travelling through a black hole, to see what was on the other side, if anything at all. Other universes were suggested, and the Doctor just couldn’t keep quiet then. “Oh that’s not how you get to another universe at all. I can testify to that. Been to a parallel universe twice now. There are walls in space and time between the universes. You don’t go through a black hole.”
The scientist on the television chose at that moment to ask a question of the audience so they presumed. “What could be on the other side of a black hole? Another universe? Or another Big Bang?”
“Or a TARDIS with a Time Lord,” Sylvia muttered as the credits began to roll, giving the Doctor a deep glare. “Because the next time we watch a show like this one, you’re going to watch it quietly, or I’m going to throw you and your ship into a black hole.”
The Doctor wisely refrained from commenting back, and meekly helped Donna clean up the coffee table from their tea and cakes.