Doctor Who Drabble: All Change

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Title: All Change
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Future incarnation of the Doctor.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 553: Makeover at dw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: The Doctor’s old clothes don’t suit her new body.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Doctor Who, or the characters.




The Doctor looked down at herself and sighed. Regeneration was always the same in some respects; the new body never looked right in the old clothes, the sleeves and trouser legs too long or too short, seams stretched to splitting point or everything hanging from a slimmer frame, and that was without taking random changes of gender into account.


She supposed she should be thankful she always came out humanoid; no tentacles or other additional limbs to complicate matters, just the basic two up and two down. Nevertheless, what she was wearing wouldn’t do at all. Time for another makeover.



The End

Comments

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

Thirteenth Doctor: Right, yeah. It's been a while since I've bought woman's clothes.

Different body, same challenge.

[bk_forever]

Yes, but it's the same with humans in a way, if we gain or lose weight, or as we age and certain styles no longer suit us, we have to find a new look.

Thank you.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It's like a form of evolution. Sometimes I look back at my fashion sense from decades ago, I'm like: What?!*half-kidding*

You're welcome.:)

[bk_forever]

Well, you can slightly imagine my horror when I look back at what I was wearing as a kid and young teenager in the 60s and 70s. Truly horrific!

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

You can always blame it on the fact that it was trendy at the time. :D

Weren't flared jeans a big thing back in the 70's? I think they are still pretty cool. I mean, the plain ones.:)

[bk_forever]

Yeah.

I hate flared jeans, always have, but I used to have a pair of wide-legged brown cotton trousers I loved.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

Buffy: She irons her jeans. She's evil.*loosely related*

Okay. I use to wear something similar back in the 90's. It was the saddest day, when I outgrew my flares.*sighs dramatically*

As I get older, I feel more comfortable wearing smart casual. I'm not really into demin as much. Which is still a wide range to choose from, I guess.*shrugs*

[bk_forever]

I'm 59. I wear jeans when I'm out and loose clothes when I'm home. My mum wore jeans until she was nearly 80. She only stopped because when found it difficult to get into them. I'll be like her.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

I use to like skinny jeans, but they were more of a trend. I want to be comfortable when I eat. If you catch my drift.*self-conscious*

Overall, I think it depends more on your body shape, rather than your age. When it comes to fashion sense. In my case, the more practical the better.:)

[bk_forever]

I hate anything tight around my waist, but my jeans are comfy, straight legs but not skinny jeans. I used to have some of those but I outgrew them.

I never bother with being trendy, I just wear what I like.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Comfy, good. Tight, bad.*nods*

In some cases, I was fashion forward. I can't believe I got bullied over that.*sighs*

[bk_forever]

I got bullied for being quiet and liking to read.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

It's in my high school year book as a joke that I took a vow of silence.*tries not to eye roll*

There's a reason I never went back for a my 10th or 20th reunion.*tries not to sound bitter and failing*

I think its a universal thing that most teenagers will go through stupid peer pressure stuff.

[bk_forever]

I never even got an invite to any reunions.

Peer pressure is stupid. I ignored it. I like what I liked, not what everyone else liked.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

My older brother knew of his through social media. So I assumed...

Anyways, I had a mini reunion with two of my best friends over lunch. And I briefly chatted with another on Facebook Messenger. That was enough.*shrugs*

"Peer pressure is stupid. I ignored it. I like what I liked, not what everyone else liked."

That should be paraphrased and put on a T-shirt.*nods*

These days there is the anti-bullying policy. I hope it works better than it did back in my day.

[bk_forever]

Social media wasn't that big a thing back when my reunions might have happened. I wouldn't have gone anyway.

Good that you got to met up with old friends.

I'd wear that t-shirt. Too many teens feel pressured into doing things.

Anti-bullying policies only work if teachers listen to the kids and punish the bullies, not the victims.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It probably would have been via mail. The only mail I receive these days is government related.

It was like no time had past, except I knew we weren't teenagers anymore.:)

Slogans can say so much. Especially when you don't want to talk. :D

Teachers can only intervene if it disrupts the class or they witness the bullying directly.

There were had high school seniors being peer support (my brother was one), for the seventh graders at my school.

But you know, the only way to stop a bully is to stand up for yourself. They are usually passive aggressive. I had verbal bullies And I was mainly passive. I never thought to tell my brother back then.*sighs*

[bk_forever]

I sometimes wonder what the people I went to school with are doing now, but I'm never likely to find out. Most of them weren't my friends anyway.

I do love a good slogan.

Maybe, but if a child tells them they're being bullied they should look into it.

The problem with that is if you stand up for yourself, you're the one who ends up getting punished, NOT the bully. After that, the bully can do anything they want to you while you can't retaliate because you'll land in trouble again.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

Hopefully they have all matured and ding something useful with their lives. It's hard to tell.

Slogans are catchy.:)

Yeah. Any signs of abuse in a child shouldn't be ignored.


Yeah. I almost got in trouble once. But it was by my so-called classmates who were mucking about. Pushing me, I pushed back and guess when the teacher came along? It was all a big misunderstanding that quickly got cleared up.

There really should just be a person who monitors anti-social behaviour until there's no one misbehaving. Oh, wait. That's what school monitors and counsellor are for. I don't remember there being ones at my school either.

[bk_forever]

Some of them might be. Others, I'm not so sure.

Too often people don't want to get involved.

You're lucky it got straightened out. Too often the guilty get away with bullying while the innocent victim gets suspended, like it's their fault they were bullied.

We had prefects, but I don't remember them doing anything useful.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

If bullying is out of insecurity, rather than on a basis of racism, than there's a chance a person can change for the better.

True.*sighs*

At least I didn't have to stay after school for class detention. Which is what happened when a teacher punished all us students, while one person in my class wouldn't confess to something. I forgot what it was though. Good Times.*sarcastic*

Oh, "PREFECTS." I haven't heard that word for ages. Last time was probably on some UK program I was watching. I think.*ponders*

[bk_forever]

It depends on how the kid is raised. Bullies are bullies and few ever change, whatever their reason for bullying.

I had to once. The whole class knew who the guilty party was, but he hadn't done anything terrible and even a goody goody like me wasn't about to rat him out. That would have brought retaliation from the rest of the class. We all kept quiet, we all got detention.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It depends. Christopher Eccleston apologised to a classmate for bullying. He had also being bullied. Which is ironic but that seems to be a common thing.

Some bullies don't see their behaviour as a bad. At least that's how it looks like to me. Victims shouldn't bother getting closure directly from them.

I see what you mean. I just don't think after school detention is a solution. How are parents suppose to be notified about this at the last moment?*shrugs*

[bk_forever]

Some kids grow up and realise they were wrong, others just continue to be bullies all their lives.

In my case there was no way to, we didn't even have a home phone back then, and I had to walk home. Nowadays kids can phone home or their parents' work using their mobile.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

Agreed!

I only mentioned to my mum recently what had happened. As I lived close by, and usually my mum would still be at work. So there really wasn't a point at the time to tell her.

Oh yeah. I wonder if teachers have to make students put their phones away, in this day and age?

*pause*

Probably...

[bk_forever]

I'd imagine phones have to be turned off in class.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Sounds about right. Remember when parents had to call the school office or vice versa for emergencies?

[bk_forever]

I think my parents only called the school if I was off sick. They'd borrow a neighbour's phone because my dad was so cheap he refused to have a phone in the house. My mum eventually got one installed in his name but with her paying for it, but then dad left her and the phone company wouldn't change the phone onto her name without his permission, even though she was the one who'd had it put in. The phone bill had his name on it for years.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear that. I hope I'm not making you relive bad memories. It was your fathers lost, that he didn't or couldn't appreciate you and your mum.*hugs*

My mum had to pick me up from school with a neighbour who could drive us home. I experience anxiety attacks a few times as a teenager. Back then I just though I was feeling under the weather.*sighs*

[bk_forever]

It doesn't bother me at all, except the stupid phone company wanting dad's permission to change the phone into mum's name. It's so outdated, was even back then, that the man had to give permission.

I loved my dad. He was a serial cheater, but I still loved him, I just loved mum more. He wasn't a bad dad, but he married a feisty, independent woman and it seems that wasn't what he really wanted. They were probably both at fault to some degree, but even though dad hated spending his own money on things he didn't think were necessary, I had a mostly happy childhood with two good, caring parents. That's more than a lot of people get. I think I was raised right.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

I'm glad that you still had some form of a father/daughter relationship. I look back on how things were with my dad and think all the bad stuff as irrelevant now. That's hindsight for you.

[bk_forever]

Yes, I think hindsight can be a lot clearer than when you're living through something. I remember being stuck in the middle with my parents complaining to me about each other, until I told them to talk to each other and leave me out of it. I wasn't surprised when dad said he'd been seeing someone else. I just looked at him and said, "I know." He's been gone almost 10 years now. Tomorrow would have been his birthday. I do miss him sometimes.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

It's a shame you're parents couldn't work things out. When a parent depends on you emotionally, it can be quite draining to your mental health.:(

I can understand that. My dad left many memories and I have to hold myself back from crying at some of them. It's probably the grief. He passed away about three years ago.

[bk_forever]

I was glad dad left, it made life a lot easier and happier for mum and me without the constant tension. Mum was glad too.

It's always hard losing a parent, even if they were less than perfect.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

Sounds like it was better that way for both you and your mum, given the circumstances. My father always needed someone to take care of him. It was just the way it was. So my mum, brother and I did whatever was necessary.

Yes. I have good memories too. Even if they were few and far in between.

[bk_forever]

I think everyone was happier that way. Mum and I were far more relaxed, and dad was happy with his new woman. They were married and he passed away just before their 25th anniversary.

Bad memories are easier to live with if they're mixed in with some good ones.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

It was also having kids that kept my mum and dad connected as friends. No matter how much they argued/disagreed over things. It's one of those complex situations.*shrugs*

Yeah. I see it as a learning experience.

[bk_forever]

I was 18 when my parents split, so my sister and I were old enough that my parents didn't have to talk to each other at all.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

I see. I was about the same age. But my parents didn't have a conventional relationship. I'm sorry. It's kind of heard to explain. But I think this makes me understand why people sometimes don't want to talk about their personal family stuff.

[bk_forever]

Some things people will never understand unless they were there.

[cynthia2015.livejournal.com]

CRAIG:...just give me a shout, okay?
ELEVENTH DOCTOR: Why would I want that?
CRAIG: In case you want to bring someone round. A girlfriend or, a boyfriend?
ELEVENTH DOCTOR: Oh, I will. I'll shout if that happens. Yes. Something like, I was not expecting this!

Some things can't be translated even if you're speaking the same language.*stepping into Psychology here*

[bk_forever]

Very true.