OK, here comes part 2
“My Name is Farrell, I spotted you here on your own and wondered if you would like some tea, and maybe a chat… or perhaps you’d rather sleep?”
“Well… “ The Doctor eased himself up and the chair adjusted itself so that He could sit up straight, “Well yes, I’d love some tea, thank you, but where did you come from?”
Farrells bright blue eyes shone as he gave the happiest smile that The Doctor had seen since, well, Since Hansel announced his engagement.
Farrell pointed to a path leading between two grassy hills, “Over there, Oh, I have cake too, there’s Jam in it… would you mind if I sat down?”
Farrell was clearly excited to see someone new and different in his World.
The Doctor was about to suggest getting a chair for Farrell, when Farrell seated himself down in mid air, and left the teapot floating in front of him.
The Doctor examined the teapot.
Farrell made himself comfortable and saw The Doctors book, “Oh, Roald Dahl, Excellent, I’ve read all of his books”
“You have?” Asked The Doctor?
“Yes of course, I love reading stories from Earth, I have quite a collection myself” Farrell seemed to pull a couple of cups out of thin air and filled each with tea.
“Well that’s interesting” said The Doctor to himself as he watched the antics of his new friend.
“Milk?, Sugar?, Honey? Asked Farrell, as he pushed a floating cup gently towards The Doctor.
“Milk thanks, and one sugar” The tea in his cup suddenly looked as though it had milk in it, The Doctor tasted it, and was pleased.
“What sort have you got?” asked Farrell.
The Doctor wondered what Farrell meant and looked puzzled.
“The tea, what kind do you have? Asked Farrell, smiling.
“OH!” exclaimed The Doctor, still slightly confused, He sipped and tasted… “Irish Breakfast… What about You?”
“Blackberry, it’s my favourite, I love the smell” Farrell sipped his tea and drifted off for a minute or so, lost in a peaceful daydream.
The slight breeze whirled around and through the dry wheat, the only sounds were of the wind and the occasional buzz of a beetle.
“Have you lived here all your life” asked The Doctor.
“Yes I have” replied Farrell, “Till now at least, I’m thirty five”
“And what do you do?” asked The Doctor.
“Well, I read a lot” said Farrell, “and I talk to people a lot, oh… and I make these”
Farrell pulled a small wooden box out of his pocket, there was a knot design etched into the top and the sides, He smiled and handed it to The Doctor. “Open it and have a look”
The Doctor took the small box and opened the lid.
A tiny, intricate mechanical bird of an iridescent blue and gold, fluttered its wings and sang “The Rainbow Connection”.
The Doctor smiled wistfully, “It’s beautiful”
Farrell opened the paper bag and took out four small cakes, which also floated in the air. Two beetles, a red and a green one, flew up to look at the cakes.
Farrell smiled gently and took one of the cakes, tore a piece off, then gently crumbled it in his hand, then held his hand out to the beetles “There you go”.
“I made it myself, it took me two years to build it” Farrel smiled, wiping a small crumb off his face.
The beetles gathered up the crumbs and took them away, Farrell sprinkled the rest to the beetles around their feet, and the crumbs were gathered up with enthusiasm.
When the song ended, The Doctor closed the lid and handed the music box back to Farrell
Farrell reached out for the Music Box and said “Oh I am sorry, I rushed in like this and I never even asked you your name, I do that a lot” He blushed slightly.
“The Doctor” said The Doctor, “How do you do?”
Farrell sat back in his chair, his tea stirring itself, “The Doctor?… It’s funny but I’m sure I’ve heard that name before”
“I get around” replied The Doctor with a slight grin.
Farrell hesitated slightly, “Do you… Do you travel in that?” He pointed at The TARDIS.
“Yes I do, would you like to see the inside of it?” He asked.
“Yes Please! If I may, I’d very much like to have a look” Farrells eyes shone, he smiled and groomed his short, light brown hair with one hand.
The Doctor went to get up, and all the beetles who were on the ground, hoping for more cake crumbs, got out of the way.
Farrell got up, but floated a few inches above the ground, and with a slight swimming motion propelled himself towards the TARDIS, a few beetles followed him from behind.
The Doctor unlocked the TARDIS, and pushed the door open for Farrell, gesturing him inside.
Farrells eyes popped, as he gazed around the interior of the TARDIS.
“Do you like it?” asked The Doctor?
Farrell looked back at The Doctor, trying to find the right words, but couldn’t, That was enough for The Doctor, “Go on, go and have a look”
Farrell floated towards the console and hovered above it, clearly fascinated by all the lights and switches, then he looked up and in one swift motion, swept his arms back and zoomed up to the ceiling where he admired well, everything that was up there.
“It’s Exquisite” Farrell said to himself, easily ten feet up.
“It’s alright for some” muttered The Doctor, whose feet remained firmly on the floor.
Like a kid in a lolly shop, Farrell floated all over the TARDIS, including underneath the console, examining every portion of the huge room with enthusiasm and wonder.
The Doctor sipped at his tea and frowned slightly, it was almost cold, so he took out his sonic screwdriver and dunked it in the tea for a moment, then sipped it again, raised an eyebrow, smiled and nodded.
Farrell flew back to The Doctor, “It’s wonderful, I love it, and she loves You Doctor”
The Doctor almost spat out his tea, his eyes bulged and he swallowed hard, then sputtered “What?”
“It’s Obvious” said Farrell
“It is?” replied The Doctor?
“Of course” Smiled Farrell “A Woman made this… for You, She must adore You”
The Doctors eyes scanned the TARDIS, and then he looked at Farrell and said “Yes, You’re right”, He walked forward and put his hands on the console.
Farrell floated up behind him and said softly “I don’t know how, but, it’s as though she’s nearby, perhaps… ” fearing he had gone a little too far, he stopped short and backed away.
The Doctor looked over his shoulder at Farrell and said “Yes, You’re right, She is here, just not in the usual way.
“I understand” said Farrell, “It’s the same for my people too, sometimes, that is, not everyone was lucky”.
The Doctor leaned against the console, “What do you mean?”
“I mean that, I mean that not everyone has a body” Farrells eyes dropped to the floor.
The room suddenly seemed very quiet to both of them.
“They, They couldn’t make more bodies, nobody knows why” said Farrell softly, so they, they just sort of float around.”
“The Doctor, said “But you float, around”
Farrells eyes looked up at The Doctor and said “Yes, but I can’t pass through walls”.