Sometimes I like to make up random things.Sometimes I like to pull stunts when the Doctor is not paying attention, but this stunt is not just a stunt; it is to preserve our future as living individuals.The Doctor told me he was going to check up on a banana plantation that was fully operated by these little people calling themselves the WorkAholicselizans.The Doctor also warned me not to mess with the TARDIS.

"Workaholickewiiznas?" I repeat.

"Work-Aholic-seli-zans." The Doctor corrects me.

"That is a mouthful." I said.

"They're proud of the name." The Doctor said. "Before; they called themselves the Lazehions."  The Doctor shook his head. "We had a lengthy conversation about the name change, unfortunately Jelly Babies were too big for them to take."

I couldn't really understand the concept  behind such a weird name.

"Uh...is Lazehions supposed to mean lazy?" I ask.

"They have poor attention spans." The Doctor said. "In eye contact, in other words."

"Eye contact?..." I said. "So why not wear contacts?"

"I wasn't talking about their eyesight, Ivy." The Doctor said. "It is their attention, but their devotion to work is what earns them the 'most working civilization in time and space'."

"Woah, that is way cool." I said,then gave it a thought. "So the most known civilization is...in the TARDIS."

"Their home-world was over-run by humans bigger than them." The Doctor said. "Earth was simply over-crowded."

My jaw drops.

"The...The Borrowers are real." I said, in much shock.

"That's what many people like to call them."  The Doctor said. Yes, the TARDIS is infinite in space and time; it is kind of creepy when the worst nightmares could be hiding in the TARDIS maze. "I came across them during a visit to Rome in its prime."

"Ah." I said. "You like to visit Rome a lot."

"Not all the time." The Doctor said. 

"You told me; you've been there for Pompeii, you've been there for the fall of Rome,and you've been there for a near Dalek invasion." I reminded the Doctor. "And that statue you told me about resembling Rose. What's next? The Victorian era will have a bunch of you running around every single day and you don't see your past selves?"

The Doctor looks to his right; outright shyly folding his arms.

"...I may have." The Doctor said.

"Doctor!" I said.  "You're going against the 'you can't be there for the third time' rule; that you told me about."

"It was for a very urgent matter." The Doctor said. "Not all of them were this face."

"Doctor,Rome must be your favorite time era." I said.

The Doctor and  I shared a conversation about what time era would be the ideal to spend an entire lifetime in. I learned more about the Doctor through this conversation that he really didn't have a home to return; except for the TARDIS.The TARDIS is his home that he enjoys to be around, live in, and travel with.

Doctor went down the hallway and his shoes made their trademark little squeaks.

I waited until the squeaks were not in my hearing.

"Okay girl." I said, taking off the whole metal part to the TARDIS table decoration.  "I think putting my hand in will track down Max before I dropped him off." I slid my hands into the pink gooy-ness. There is a nervous feeling traveling down from my head. "Um, this is the first time I've done this." I cool myself down thinking about nothing. Just nothing. I look up towards the ceiling feeling hopeful The TARDIS would allow me to save her little timelord. "Please."

The TARDIS  lightly made a gentle wheeze.

I could feel a psychic connection form in my mind that allowed me to see past versions of the TARDIS interior. This is the most amazing sight in the history of viewing; for me, that is.I could feel the presence of another person standing beside me. I turn my head towards the right  where the golden colors vibrantly stood out more than the Victorian dressed young woman whose hair seems black and mad-themed. She is standing beside me.

I didn't feel scared about her. I feel strangely welcomed. The Victorian lady tilts her head.

"You would do this for my Timelord?" I guess she must be the TARDIS. So I slowly nodded to the question politely asked. I mean, who else would call the Doctor 'my little timelord' in front of a little girl? "TARDIS's who spent enough time with the Doctor."

I stare at the levitating TARDIS Victorian woman.

"Yes." The TARDIS victorian woman said, with a wink.  "I can hear you."

I clear my throat.

"Can you please help?" I ask.

"Since you were so polite." The TARDIS Victorian woman said. "I will."

The image of the TARDIS Victorian golden woman with messy hair disappeared from sight. Do not be scared, A thought that was not mine reassured me, keep calm. The TARDIS made a gentle wheeze and a little shake. The TARDIS came to a gentle stop. This commanding though instructed me to take my hands out and put the metal plating back back on the decorative-esque table. That's what I had done exactly; the doors opened on their own to show the witch's house.

I saw Max right outside the door on the pavement staring at the TARDIS with wide eyes.

"Hey Maaaxeey!" I call running out towards the cat.

Max looks very baffled.

"Who me?" Max  said,patting on his  furry chest.  He puts his paw down.  "You're looking for the wrong talking cat."

"Maxaaah!" I squeal, grabbing Max with both of my hands.

"Unhand me, child!" Max demands as he squirms in my  arms.

"Nevah." I said. "I am Ivy."

I ran back into the TARDIS that was right beside the tree. 

"Put me back to my post!" Max yells as I scurried into the TARDIS.

"Sends us to ItzyBitzyShire, TARDIS!" I shout, sliding across the floor in my shoes.

The doors slammed shut behind me.

"Yes, Ivy." The TARDIS spoke to me through the Psychic connection.

Max looks up observing the TARDIS interior. He had stopped squirming in my arms; thankfully.His tail taps against my arm as he stares up to into oblivion. His feline mouth  fell open  in awe-struck.

"It...It is...it is bigger on the inside!" Max said.

"Isn't everyone's minds bigger on the inside?" I ask.

"No." Max said. "It is a endless void."

"Wrong!" I said, as the TARDIS slightly shakes. "You win a  chance to save the day!"

The TARDIS made a light thump landing somewhere she is already at. I had to make sure that The Doctor got from Point A to Point B where he currently is. The TARDIS doors open on their own at once.Max is looking up towards me pretty startled what my comment even meant. I ran right out the doors, threw Max into the air and then went back inside standing at the doorway grinning victoriously at my success.

Max gracefully lands on his four paws.

"What did I do to deserve being thrown?" Max asks. "...You've done this before. You picked up a cat and they scratched you."

"Max, that was you." I said.

"They look five minutes old." Max said.  "I've only been with you for a minute.How can I have done that so fast in your arms when I had been staring at the ceiling?" I laugh at Max's question. "There must an imposter around this room!"

"Okay sassy pants." I said. "Smell me."

Max points his nose up into the air. Max sniffs at it for a second there, then lifts his head down straight forward.

"I smell  you here and somewhere else." Max said.

"Great!" I cheer. "Follow that scent."

I walk away from the doors. The TARDIS doors gently shut behind me.

"I will return where the Doctor had set my previous location." The TARDIS spoke to me through the connection. "You have a lovely imagination in your head. Full of singing." I feel my heart become warmer, a warm feeling travel up from my heart to my head. "It was nice sharing this connection with you."

Then the connection between us had come to a deadline.

The broken elevator-like sound came from the TARDIS right as that tube thing moved up and down slowly yet anciently. I came to the rails sticking around the circular part to the TARDIS that reminded me of the rope outside the Gravitron the ride in Burlington Iowa that came around in the summer.I always go there every summer for that ride with my relatives.Gravitron is a ride that is capable of sticking me to the wall pushing me upwards all the while flying up and up until gravity has me pinned to the wall. I recall losing my favorite pink headband in that ride this summer. 

Next came the landing sound when floating in mid air; in space.Space, the final frontier. Why don't  you see space?, I ask myself, See it for yourself as many people in outer space movies do. Mission to Mars is by far one Mars-related movie that tells me; do it. I decided to open the doors just to see space. I saw beautiful stars, a beautiful galaxy ahead, and floating outer space items.There was a floating small old fashioned satellite drifting by casually doing what satellites are meant to do for NASA.

"Beautiful." I said, sitting on the floor with my legs sticking out.

It ain't so bad traveling with a mad man and his big blue box.