[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

When the Tardis stopped, the doctor had already taught the basic steps of operating the Tardis - how to set the time and place, how to move, how to find someone.There was a sound of landing, and the doctor looked out the door.

"Oh, I should go." The doctor said, "And you should go to your children, treat my girl better, you know?"

"Of course." Peter nodded, "Goodbye, Doctor."

"Goodbye, Doctor," Zemo said.

"Goodbye." The doctor smiled at them, bared his teeth, and then he happily pushed open the door and walked to the dark corridor outside.

Peter was silent, both he and Zemo, and Zemo walked to the console and set the time and place 100 meters away from where they had just left, long enough for them to hide from the woman and find William.A silence spread between them that Peter could not bear.

"Do you feel anything?" Peter asked, leaning against the rail of the console, watching Zemo stare at the screen, and nothing was immediately said.

"You know, this stuff." Peter shrugged, "It's so weird, it doesn't make any sense, it's a world I don't know at all, superheroes, saving the world—those at least have precedent, but this Things, traveling through time and space, resurrecting fire, Hela, the god of death who has no idea of ​​its origin, time lord—I have no idea at all.”

"Yeah," Zemo said, "I don't have a concept either, you know, living for almost 30 years and suddenly finding out I'm a respawning alien, and then getting sucked into these things, because the malfunctioning TARDIS, William came back from the dead and now I've lost him."

Silence reappeared, like a rift, only the sound of the TARDIS running kept ringing.

"But we need to solve the problem. This matter must have an ending, and time will give us the answer." Zemo said, he turned around, and gently hugged Peter who came over. Peter's body temperature relieved the suppressed pain in his heart Disturbed, he knew Peter felt the same way.

"You sound like a 'time lord,'" Peter said in a relaxed tone. "You know, time will give us an answer or something."

Zemo laughed. He patted Peter on the back and returned to the console.

"I asked the doctor," he said, "I have half the blood of the time lord, and the number of times I can be reborn is uncertain, but it will definitely be less than the original time lord, maybe once or twice, and the lifespan will be shorter a lot of."

Peter stared at him, and Zemo felt choked, but he still said the last sentence: "So I don't think I have to worry about my lifespan being one or two thousand years like the Time Lord, the longer I live , the longer the pain will be—I don't like losing."

He had hidden this question in his heart from the moment he knew the doctor's life. The time lord had an excessively long lifespan, and even if Peter had superpowers, he was only a human after all, and his lifespan could not be comparable to that of Zemo.And after his death, Zemo will be left with the pain of loss and endless loneliness. Zemo is not sure whether he can bear this.

In addition to life again, the time lord's blood is more like a burden to him.

Peter didn't know how to comfort him, he could only say: "Hey, don't worry about this, I will try to live as long as possible, you know, I will always be with you, and isn't there William? He will be with you too, he There is also the blood of the time lord, right." Peter said firmly: "You will never be alone."

Zemo really wanted to believe Peter's words, but he knew that such absolute words were often comforting lies, but it was undeniable that his depression was partially relieved.

"You're like a magician," he said to Peter, "even though I know you're not telling the truth, it still lightens me up."

"Oh, this is the sweetest love story I've ever heard." Peter covered his face and said shyly, "Can I have more?"

"You can think of something for yourself, and then I'll read it to you." Zemo laughed, and Peter kissed him quickly on the lips—"Not a bad idea," Peter said.

And while Peter and Zemo are on their way back to Versailles, the Doctor is wandering the corridors of the castle in 1452 in Pilanesberg like a headless chicken.

"Oh, yes, I have to meet Louis XIV. Where is the room of little Louis? It must be the largest room, with the largest and most luxurious door? It should be the one with the best lighting. Where is the lord's bedroom? ——" He pushed open the door next to him, and looked at a maid holding a jug.

"Hi," he waved his hand stiffly, "morning, Ah Bu, good afternoon, do you know where His Majesty's bedroom is? I have something to ask him."

"Who are you?" The maid looked at him suspiciously.

"Ha! This is a good question, who am I?" The doctor said, and he drew out the universal card beside him—"No, you will know after reading this."

The maid narrowed her eyes and approached the card, still with a suspicious expression, but then, her expression became respectful—"Are you His Majesty's new doctor from England?"

"Of course, I'm just new here, so I don't know the way very well, so I came to the uh... kitchen." The doctor smiled at the maid, "Do you know where to find His Majesty the King? I got lost, and I He needs to be given some routine checks."

"Of course, I will take you to Sir Brondo, the steward of the castle first." The maid said, but the doctor stopped her first—"I don't remember, but—have I seen this Sir Brondo before? "

"I don't think I know that," said the maid. "I'm only a maid, sir."

"Ah, yes." The doctor said, his heart was wrinkled into a ball—oh, his bad luck, don't come out at this time, the current situation is already tragic enough.

He walked along the corridor of the castle with the maid, constantly looking left and right, collecting some useful information. When they passed a certain door guarded by guards, the door was knocked open by a person the moment the doctor walked by. The person who couldn't see clearly rushed out from inside, rather than hiding behind him, it was better to put him as a shield in front of him——

"No! You go away!" the man shouted towards the door, well, a boy, the doctor thought, seeing the maid next to him was terrified, and then wanted to see what was frightening the child inside the door To his surprise, it was just a middle-aged woman in a loose robe.

"Your Highness, this is your duty, and I was sent by your mother." The middle-aged woman said, with a gloomy chill in her tone, which even the doctor couldn't bear.Don't blame the kid for running, he thought, if I had to run as fast as a rabbit.

When the doctor faced such an embarrassing situation, Zemo and Peter had already arrived at the Palace of Versailles in 1467, opened the door, and they stopped in a magnificent place-this is not surprising, after all, the Palace of Versailles is full of resplendent.

"I'll go to William first." Zemo said, "You wait here for my signal, don't go out."

"I know," Peter said, "I won't let Hela take me away."