Doctor Who Fic: Mistaken Identity

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Title: Mistaken Identity

Fandom: Doctor Who

Author: badly_knitted

Characters: The Fifth Eleventh Doctor, OMC

Rating: G

Spoilers: None.

Summary: The Fifth Doctor finds himself the subject of a case of mistaken identity.

Word Count: 596

Written For: sid’s prompt ‘Doctor Who, Five, All Creatures Great and Small,’ at fic_promptly.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Doctor Who, or the characters. They belong to the BBC.

“I'm the Doctor, not a vet! What do I know about cows? We don't have cows where I come from. We have knids, and trust me, there’s no resemblance at all between cows and knids. You wouldn’t ever want to try to milk a knid with your bare hands. Not if you wanted to keep all your fingers anyway.” The Doctor stared between the sick cow, laying limply on the grass, and the old farmer whose field he’d accidentally landed in.

“Are you sure you’re not a vet?” The farmer peered at him. “You look just like the young one in that TV show, you know the one, ‘All Things Bright and Beautiful’ or somesuch.” Except that as far as he could recall, the young vet hadn’t generally gone about dressed for cricket. Not that it mattered; it took all sorts to make up this funny old world.

“Oh! I remember that, used to like watching a bit of that now and then. Oooh! That’s probably where I got the face. I’m not him though, sorry, and even if I was, I wouldn’t be much help. He’s an actor, not a vet; you’re better off with me. Except, I don’t know about cows. Now if you had a sick knid I might be able to help!” The Doctor looked hopeful, but the farmer shook his head.

“Never seen a knid, it’’s just me cow.”

“Ah, well, it’s probably a good thing. At least you get to keep all your fingers when you want milk. But, since I’m here I suppose I might as well take a look…” Pulling out his sonic screwdriver, the Doctor waved it over and around the cow, then studied the readings. “Oh dear, she appears to have a serious calcium deficiency. Stay there, I’ll be right back, I think I have just the thing in the TARDIS.” He trotted away across the grass and disappeared into the blue police box standing rather incongruously in the middle of the field.

The farmer frowned. He was sure it hadn’t been there earlier, he would have noticed. That was a rum puzzle, and no mistake. He was saved from wondering further by the reappearance of the man who claimed he wasn’t a vet but a doctor. The farmer shrugged; any port in a storm, and one medical practitioner was as good as another in his books. The strange man crouched down, opened the cow’s mouth, and squirted something inside that made the cow’s eyes bulge for a moment. It gave an indignant moo, shook its head, then rose ponderously to its feet and shambled off to graze.

“Well I’ll be blowed. A miracle worker, that’s what you are!”

“Oh, not really, it’s basic chemistry. Your cow should be fine now.”

“You might not be a vet but you’re a damned good doctor. Why don’t you come inside for a cup of tea?”

“I’d love a cup of tea, that’s most kind of you. Very partial to a nice cup of tea, I am.”

“Nothing like a good cuppa.” The farmer nodded agreement. “I’ll see if the wife can rustle up a little something to go with it if you can stay for lunch.”

“Now that you mention it, I am rather peckish. Don’t suppose you have any celery, do you? Very underrated, celery…”

Their voices trailed away into the distance as they walked across the field towards the farmhouse.

Back in the field, the cured cow gave a loud hiccup, and got down to the serious business of grazing.

There wasn’t a knid in sight.

The End

Comments

[dm12.livejournal.com]

I don't even know where to begin! I really enjoyed this very much, especially the Doctor going on and on (and on) about cows vs. knids! He's fine at medicine of the bovine variety, it seems, though, even if he doesn't know much about them.

Ah, celery!

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Thank you! I barely remember the fifth Doctor, it's been so long, but I've seen a few eps of All Creatures Great and small more recently, so Five probably sounds a lot like Tristan Farnon, lol!

I'm glad you liked this, I couldn't resist the prompt. The Doctor would be much more at home treating a knid, but he does okay with cows, it seems!

[dm12.livejournal.com]

He's got his trusty sonic to help, although Five often went "hands-free" or something like that. Saved the world with a kettle and a ball of string, as Ten says!

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I've always liked that the Doctor can improvise!

[dm12.livejournal.com]

With him being the "cleverest one in the room," there's no excuse for not being able to improvise. And if he doesn't have an immediate idea, he certainly is well able to gab on and on until something pops into his head!

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His mouth keeps everyone distracted while his brain solves the prolem

[dm12.livejournal.com]

I won't say it.... I won't say it..... Aww, who am I kidding?

Some of their mouths don't have to actually be talking to be distracting!

Oh, my! *blushes and runs away*

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But it's true *grins*

[tpeej.livejournal.com]

LOL! This is why Peter is my favorite. I had a deal with my sister, if I watch ACGAS, she would watch Star Trek. So when I was talked into DW, I went to Powell books in Portland, Or. I was looking at the books and I saw a book with Peter's face on it. I knew him. LOL!

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I watched ACGAS as well as Star Trek, loved both! I remembered watching the Fifth Doctor, way back, and finding it disconcerting that he was played by Tristan Farnon, so when I saw the prompt it was irresistible! Glad you liked it.

Thank you!

[tpeej.livejournal.com]

You did good.

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Good to know!

[owensheart.livejournal.com]

LOl great ficlet.

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Thank you!

[black59.livejournal.com]

LOL
I'm afraid that the cow should not become produce blue milk or in very large quantities.
As in the comic Spirou. There is a genius scientist a little wacky that ifait of funny to pilue ..

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I think the cow will be okay. Coloured milk would be pretty! I can but pink milk and brown milk at the store ;)

Thank you!