The Stone sighed and walked out of the TARDIS after materialising it just outside of the room the fireplace where the chimney was connected to. Hearing a rumble and cry from the Doctor. She snuck inside seeing an older man with presumably a family consisting of a young boy, a father and possibly a grandmother. She shook her head as the Doctor stood up brushing himself off from soot. "Ah. Yes. Blimey. Sorry. Christmas Eve on a rooftop. Saw a chimney, my whole brain just went, what the hell!" He grinned.

"You are such a child." She crossed her arms muttering quietly yet somehow making the old man jump and stare at her. "Whoops..." She muttered seeing the shocked look on his face before quickly heading over to stand beside the Doctor.

He slowly nodded thinking about putting an arm around the Time Lady before backtracking on his thought remembering how filthy his clothes currently were. "Don't worry, fat fellow will be doing the rounds later. We're just scoping out the general chimney-ness. Yes. Nice size, good traction. Big tick."

"Fat fellow?" The young boy questioned.

"Father Christmas, Santa Claus or, as we've always known him, Jeff."

"There's no such person as Father Christmas."

"Oh, yeah?" The Stone smirked as the Doctor reached into his pocket pulling out an old black and white photograph.

"Me, the Stone and Father Christmas, Frank Sinatra's hunting lodge, 1952." He grinned before pointing at it. "See him at the back with the blonde?"

"Albert Einstein." The Stone cut in a smug look on her face as the boy stared at the Time Lords. "Blimey that was a night wasn't it dear."

"It definitely put me off a few things for a good few weeks. Yes well..." He trailed off before shaking his head looking at the boy. "Keep the faith. Stay off the naughty list."

"Well, that looks interesting." The Stone commented eyeing what looked like a big organ.

"Now, what's this then?" The Doctor said dashing over to the machine wiggling his fingers. "I love this. A big flashy lighty thing. That's what brought us here. Big flashy lighty things have got the Stone and I written all over them. Not actually, but give me time, and a crayon."

"Don't give him crayons." The Stone cut in giving the Doctor a pointed look. "Although time would be handy..." she muttered

"Yes well, this big flashy lighty thing is connected to the spire in your dome, yeah?" He looked at the man who seemed rather annoyed by the intrusion with how angry he looked. "And it controls the sky. Well, technically it controls the clouds, which technically aren't clouds at all. Well, they're clouds of tiny particles of ice. Ice clouds. Love that." He then pointed at a young woman in a cryo-chamber. "Who's she?"

"Nobody important." The man waved them off.

"Nobody important." The Stone raised a brow.

"Blimey, that's amazing." The Doctor raised a brow of his own. "Do you know, in nine hundred years of time and space, I've never met anyone who wasn't important before. Dear?"

"I have never happened to come across anyone that wasn't important." She hummed. "Every single one of the people I have met. All important."

"Exactly." The Doctor pointed at the Time Lady and nodded then walked back over to the machine. "Now, this console is the key to saving that ship, or I'll eat my hat. If I had a hat. I'll eat someone's hat." His eyes drifted over to the Time Lady. "But definitely not someone who's using their hat." He quickly added seeing the warning look on her face before a bright smile was flashed his way. "Yes definitely not someone using their hat." He tried pressing the controls. His words becoming faster by the second as each control did not work. "That is a bad idea tell you what I think though? I think its best that I stop talking about eating hats, my wife is giving me threatening looks and smiles. Sorry, rambling, because..." He continued to press the buttons which buzzed in each attempt. "Because this isn't working!"

"Let me look." The Stone sighed lightly pushing him out the way giving him a pointed look when he pouted at her. "Isomorphic controls." She announced after flashing her sonic at the machine. "Interesting..."

"One to one." The older man cut in. "They respond only to me."

"Oh, you fibber!" He said to the man before holding back a glare at the Stone. "I'm disappointed in you Stone." He shook his head. "Isomorphic." He scoffed. "There's no such thing."

The Stone let out a quiet sigh as the older man reached over and flicked a switch turning the machine off and then back on again.

The Doctor looked between the man and the machine and didn't say a word as he flashed his sonic at the machine muttering under his breath. "There's no such thing what are you on about dear." He flashed it at the man before giving her a smug look and glancing at his sonic. "Isomorphic." He shook his head before his eyes wide and shot back down to his screwdriver. "Oh dear..."

"A 'sorry dear' will do for now Doctor." She smirked lightly patting her cheek for him.

"Yes." He swallowed hard not wanting to think what she had planned in that Time Lady head of hers which could come up with anything to tease or annoy him later on. "Sorry dear..." he grumbled reluctantly pressing a kiss to her cheek worried she would trick him into something.

"The skies of this entire world are mine." The man cut in. "My family tamed them, and now I own them."

"Tamed the sky?" The Doctor frowned. "What does that mean?"

"It means I'm Kazran Sardick." He announced looked between the Time Lords blank faces for a moment before walking away. "How can you possibly not know who I am?"

"Well, just easily bored, I suppose." The Doctor muttered smirking at the snort the Stone who quickly tried to hide with a cough. "So, we need your help, then."

"Make an appointment."

"There are four thousand and three people in a spaceship trapped in your cloud belt. Without your help, they're going to die."

"Yes."

"You don't have to let that happen."

"I know, but I'm going to." He dryly replied. "Bye, bye. Bored now. Chuck."

The servants grabbed the Doctor and went to grab the Stone who ducked under their arms marching over to Kazran who sat down in his chair.

"Ooo, look at you." He glanced up at the Stone. "I would keep an eye on her if I were you. She looks rather-."

"There are four thousand and three people I won't allow to die tonight." She firmly cut him off growing serious. "And do you know where that puts you?"

"Where?"

"Four thousand and four."

"Was that a sort of threat-y thing?" He chuckled as if she was joking.

"Whatever happens tonight, remember you brought it on yourself." The Doctor added now standing beside the Time Lady. Taking her hand in his.

"Yeah, yeah, right." He scoffed. "Get them out of here. And next time, try and find me some funny poor people."

The servants grabbed the Time Lords and the poor people to throw them out. The young boy not grabbed yet picked up a stray piece of coal from the ground and threw it right at Kazran hitting him on the back of the head.

Kazran Sardick instantly rose to his feet. His eyes like fire and his face firm with one objective. "No, stop, don't!"

"Don't touch him!" The Stone cried trying to break free with the Doctor as Mister Sardick marched over raising his hand.

"Don't you dare!"

Kazran then froze his hand hanging in the air. His whole body fighting for control. He glanced at the ground before booming: "Get him out of here. Get that foul-smelling family out of here. Out!"

"We're going!" The boy cried as they were pushed out leaving the Time Lords standing in the room with Kazran.

"What?" Kazran turned around to look at him. "What do you want?"

"Ah, well that is a good question. Dear?"

"Possibly a simple life." She shrugged. "I always wondered what it would be like to own a pet." She smiled in thought. "I think one of my companions had a pet. Good job the Doctor wasn't in charge otherwise their pet would be dead." She chuckled. "But anyways." She coughed realising she was rambling by the small, adorable smile on the Doctors face. "You didn't hit the boy."

"Well, I will next time."

"You see, you won't." The Doctor shook his head. "Now why? What am I missing?"

"Get out." He demanded. "Get out of this house."

"The chairs." The Doctor spun around to face Kazran. "Of course, the chairs. Stupid me, the chairs."

"The chairs?"

"There's a portrait on the wall behind me. Looks like you, but it's too old, so it's your father."

"And all the chairs are angled away from it." The Stone added.

"Daddy's been dead for twenty years, but you still can't get comfortable where he can see you. There's a Christmas tree in the painting, but none in this house, on Christmas Eve. You're scared of him, and you're scared of being like him and good for you, you're not like him, not really. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because you didn't hit the boy." The Stone answered in a soft tone.

"Merry Christmas, Mister Sardick."

"I despise Christmas." He hissed.

"You shouldn't." The Doctor calmly replied. "It's very you."

"It's what? What do you mean?"

"Halfway out of the dark." He hummed linking his arm through the Stones as the servants walked back into the room to throw the Time Lords out.

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"Have you got a plan yet?" Amy worryingly asked the Time Lords through the phone as they stepped out onto the dark street illuminated by a few street lights.

"Yes, I do." The Doctor replied as the Stone shot him a look.

"Are you lying?"

"Yes, I am."

"Don't treat me like an idiot."

"Was he lying?" They heard Rory beside Amy. The Doctor almost snorted at the Scottish girls reply.

"No, no."

"Okay." The Stone cut in shooting the Doctor a look. "We do have some good news, however."

"Yes." The Doctor nodded. "The good news. We've tracked the machine that unlocks the cloud belt. We could use it to clear you a flight corridor and you could land easily."

"Oh, hey." Amy laughed. "Hey, that's great news."

"But we can't control the machine. Can we Doctor?"

"No." He grumbled knowing she was teasing him now. "We can't."

"Less great." Amy cut in.

"But." The Doctor added brightly. "We met a man who can."

"Ah, well there you go."

"And he hates us." The Stone sighed.

"Doctor were you being extra charming and clever?"

"Not even mentioning his ego." The Stone snorted.

"Why do you always pick on me!" He squeaked.

"It's humorous and adorable to see you like this sweetheart." She patted his cheek.

"Can you two please stop flirting." Amy groaned.

"Sir?" The man from before walked up to the Time Lords. "Ma'am?"

"Hang on." The Doctor said into the phone to Amy.

"I've never seen anybody stand up to Mister Sardick like that. Bless you, sir, ma'am, and Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas." The Doctor quickly replied nodding. He was much more concerned with what was happening to his and the Stone's companions but he really didn't want the Stone to scold him for being impolite. "Lovely. Sorry, bit busy."

"You'd better get inside." The man warned. "The fog's thick tonight, and there's a fish warning."

"All right, yeah." He waved him off before backtracking a frown matching the Stones on his face. "Sorry, fish?"

"Yeah. You know what they're like when they get a bit hungry."

"Yeah, fish, I know fish." He nodded then repeated himself again. "Fish?"

"It's all Mister Sardick's fault, I reckon. He always lets a few fish through the cloud layer when he's in a bad mood. Thank you. Bless you, both once again, sir, ma'am."

"Fish?" The Doctor frowned at the Stone who furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

"Doctor, Stone, the Captain says we've got less than an hour." Amy came through on the device. "What should we be doing?"

Still confused the Doctor glanced around before his eyes were fixed on a street lamp with small tiny fish swimming in a light fog. "Fish." He murmured.

"Sorry, what?"

"Fish that can swim in fog." The Stone hummed eyeing them.

"I love new planets." The Doctor grinned kissing the Stones cheek.

"Doctor." Amy groaned. "Doctor, please don't get distracted."

The Stone chuckled lightly as the Doctor raised the arm not linked through hers. The tiny fish nibbling at his fingers. "Now, why would people be frightened of you tiny little fellows? Look at you, sweet little fishy-wishies."

"Sweetheart you are adorable." The Stone softly smiled watching him for a moment before frowning, realising what he was saying. "But fish in the fog, so the cloud cover." She trailed off in thought forcing herself to stop before she worried either of the companions any more than they already were. "Oh dear... I know this sounds silly but Be careful up there."

"Oh great, thanks, Stone," Amy muttered. "Because there was a real danger we were all going to nod off. We've got less than an hour!" She finally finished shouting at both Time Lords.

"We know." The Doctor winced hearing the large clock behind them strike eleven. The Stone frowned as a Christmas song began to play.

"Doctor, how are you getting us off here?" Amy questioned.

"Oh, just give us a minute." He waved his hand starting to pace while in thought not actually sure how he was going to get them off the starship. "Can't use the TARDIS, because it can't lock on. So, that ship needs to land."

"But it can't land unless Mister rude Sardick suddenly has a change of heart and is nice for Christmas." The Stone groaned.

"Doctor, Stone, I can't hear you," Amy shouted into the phone. "What is that? Is that singing?"

"A Christmas carol." He replied.

"A what?" She frowned not hearing him.

"A Christmas carol." The Doctor said louder than before.

"A what?"

"A Christmas Carol!" He now shouted his head wobbling slightly back and forward in his impatience before he broke out in a grin twirling the Stone for a moment kissing her then grinning looking into the sky.

"Doctor?" Amy questioned neither Time Lord listened as they finally figuring out with what they had to do.

"Kazran Sardick." The Doctor murmured into the sky. The Stone let out a small sigh of regret. She didn't like the idea the Doctor and even herself was getting, she never agreed with messing with someone's own timeline like this, even when she disagreed with the rules- most of the rules she was still responsible and felt that it was wrong; hers and the Doctors companions were, however, in trouble. "Merry Christmas Kazran Sardick." 

Now she had to break her own rules.

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"I still don't fully agree with this idea Doctor." The Stone loudly whispered her eyes carefully making sure that older Kazran stayed asleep which the Doctor attempted to fix the video recording.

"Dear it's the only thing I can think of. You know that."

"And that's what worries me." She sighed slowly shaking her head. "I know it may be for the better but we're changing someone's future here, something they don't get any say in."

"I know." He replied placing down the paper clip in hand. "I'm not too keen on it, too be honest with you. I would rather help the starship land myself than do this."

"But it has to be done." The Stone finished off slowly nodding with the Doctor.

"Exactly." He broke out into a grin fixing the paper clip in place as the large wall with the projection lit up showing a young boy in his pyjamas. "Hello, my name is Kazran Sardick." He brightly smiled at what would have been a camera from his point of view. "I'm twelve and a half, and this is my bedroom."

"This is my top secret special project." He said leaning towards the camera, whispering. "For my eyes only. Merry Christmas."

"Kazran!" A loud shout was heard on the screen causing the older Kazran sleeping in his large chair to snap open his eyes and jump in fright. "Kazran!" He shouted before storming into the room jolting the young Kazran in fright. "Kazran, what are you doing? What are you doing? I've warned you before about this, you stupid, ignorant, ridiculous child." He snapped marching up and eyeing the screen.

"I was just going to make a film of the fish."

"The fish are dangerous."

"I just want to see them." He quietly replied.

"Don't be stupid. You're far too young." He hissed marching about.

"Everyone at school's seen the fish."

"That's enough. You'll be singing to them next, like gypsies."

"The singing works. I've seen it. The fish like the singing."

"What does it matter what fish like?" His father continued to snap at the boy whose voice cracked fearing his father.

"People say we don't have to be afraid of the fish. They're not really interested in us."

"You don't listen to people. You listen to me!" He shouted then hit the young Kazran around the face. The Doctor squeezed the Stones hand seeing that she flinched slightly while the older Kazran who slowly rose a hand touching his cheek.

"I'm sorry, Father." The young Kazran whimpered as Elliot, Kazrans father, continued to march around, closing the window. The Doctor let go of the Stones hand and slowly stepped forward lightly touching the older Kazran on the shoulder who then jolted away spinning around to face them.

"It's okay, it's okay." The Doctor reassured.

"What have you done?" He demanded, "What is this?"

"Found it on an old drive." He shrugged taking a newspaper and sitting down, shifting to the right a little to let the Stone squish beside him, however, she mostly ended up sitting on the Time Lord. "Sorry about the picture quality. Had to recover the data using quantum enfolding and a paperclip."

"I wouldn't try to call your servants." The Stone said seeing Kazran wonder over to a long rope tied to a bell in the corner of her eye. "They quit. Apparently, they won the lottery at exactly the same time, which is a bit lucky when you actually think about it."

"There isn't a lottery." The man frowned lowering his hand.

"Yeah." The Doctor nodded slightly smirking as he looked up at the old man from just over the newspaper. "As my wife said, lucky."

"There's a fog warning tonight." Kazrans father continued on screen. "You keep these windows closed, understand? Closed."

"Who are you?" The older Kazran asked tearing his eyes away from the projection to the Time Lords.

"Tonight, we're the Ghosts Of Christmas Past."

"Mrs Mantovani will be looking after you tonight. You stay here till she comes. Do you understand?" Kazrans father asked before grumbling heading to the door. "Do you understand?"

The Doctor slowly stood up walling towards Kazran. "Did you ever get to see a fish, back then, when you were a kid?"

"What does that matter to you?"

"Look how it mattered to you." The Stone softly answered glancing up at the projection of the crying Kazran, his head in his arms.

"I cried all night, and I learned life's most invaluable lesson."

"Ah. Which is?" The Doctor questioned.

"Nobody comes." He answered harsher before shouting at them. The Doctor instantly stepping back his arm firmly finding itself wrapped around the Stone's waist in protection. "Get out! Get out of my house!"

"Okay. Okay, but we'll be back." The Doctor warned stepping backwards with the Stone in the direction of the door leading to the TARDIS. "Way back. Way, way back."

The Time Lords exited through the door and entered the TARDIS. The Doctor ran to the console pulling a lever causing the TARDIS to wheeze; dematerialise and then materialise just outside of the young Kazrans bedroom window.

"See? Back." The Doctor grinned opening the giant window making Kazran spin around to see what was going.

"Who are you?" The boy sniffed.

"Hi. I'm the Doctor. I'm your new babysitter."

"You as a babysitter?" The Stone snorted. "Sweetheart you act like a child yourself at times."

"I can be a babysitter!" He pouted.

"Where's Mrs Mantovani?" Kazran asked sniffing again.

"Oh, you'll never guess." The Stone chuckled. "She only went and won the lottery."

"There isn't any lottery." He frowned at them.

"I know." The Doctor grinned. "What a woman."

"If you're my babysitter, why are you climbing in the window?" Kazran frowned. "And whose she?"

"She is my wife, the Stone, probably doesn't like to be called she either and if I was climbing out of the window, I'd be going in the wrong direction." He shook his head. "Pay attention."

"But Mrs Mantovani's always my babysitter." Kazran frowned as the Doctor moved closer looking at the camera. Right into the lens.

"Times change." He then looked at the camera on the laptop, still recording. "Wouldn't you say? You see? Christmas Past."

"Who are you talking to?"

"He's talking to you Kazran." The Stone answered looking into the camera raising a brow. "I don't normally do this but your past is going to change and that means your memories will too." She explained.

"Bit scary, but you'll get the hang of it." The Doctor added.

"I don't understand." Kazran closely watched the strange people in his bedroom, completely baffled that a man in a tweed blazer and a bowtie came strolling in with a woman oddly dressed in the black and red coloured clothes.

"I'll bet you don't." The Doctor continued to look into the lens, his grin widening. "I wish I could see your face."

He then went and jumped onto Kazrans bed slightly bouncing for a moment grinning at the Stone who shook her head not able to stop smiling at the Doctor who looked like a happy child.

"Right then, your bedroom. Great. Let's see. You're twelve years old, so we'll stay away from under the bed." He said shifting slightly before jumping up again. "Cupboard! Big cupboard. I love a cupboard." He quickly walked over opening it. "Do you know, there's a thing called a face spider. It's just like a tiny baby's head with spider legs, and it's specifically evolved to scuttle up the backs of bedroom cupboards which..." He stopped glancing worringly at Kazran before looking at the Stone. "I probably shouldn't have mentioned should I?"

"It isn't the best thing to talk about." The Stone rolled her eyes slightly. "Ignore him." She smiled at Kazran who looked at them both slightly scared. "Most people do when he rambles on."

"Hey!" He pouted.

"You know it's true, sweetheart." She grinned at him. "Oh don't pout at me even you can't deny it."

"Fine." He grumbled. "So what are we going to do?" He questioned Kazran his mood brightening. "Eat crisps and talk about girls? I've never actually done that." He said as the Stone shot him a surprised look with how much time the Master spent talking about almost every girl in his class. "But I bet it's easy. Girls? Yeah?"

"You really have never talked about girls? Not even with the Master? " The Stone crossed her arms raising a brow at him. "Never?"

"No..." He said not very convincingly.

"That doesn't sound very convincing sweetheart." She lightly chuckled. "But I'm going to say okay for poor Kazran's sake of not having to listen to us for an hour."

"Are you really a babysitter?" Kazran cut in looking at the Doctor.

"I think you'll find I'm universally recognised as a mature and responsible adult." The Doctor looked at the Stone smugly as he brought out his psychic paper waving it around before holding it in front of Kazran. His face turned into a frown as the Stone snorted peering at the paper as Kazran also frowned mostly in confusion. "It's just a lot of wavy lines."

"Yeah, it's shorted out." The Stone explained. "It seemed that it has found a lie too big." She smirked as the Doctor pouted yet again before shaking his head looking at Kazran.

"Okay, no, not really a babysitter, but it's Christmas Eve. You don't want a real one. You want me and the Stone."

"Why?" Kazran questioned eyeing the Time Lords, "What's so special about you two?"

"Have you ever seen Mary Poppins?"

"No."

"Good. Because that comparison would've only worked with the Stone, would've been rubbish with me." He clapped his hands together.

"Doctor I'm not Mary Poppins." The Stone groaned.

"Do I have to remind you about your fifth self?" He grinned. "Now fish in the fog. Fish in the clouds. How do people ever get bored?" How did boredom even get invented?

"My dad's invented the machine to control the cloud belt. Tame the sky, he says." Kazran explained as the Doctor moved to the open window standing between it and the room. "The fish'll be able to come down, but only when we let them. We can charge whatever we like."

"Yeah. We've seen your dad's machine." The Doctor said in a slight cold manner glancing behind him feeling as if something had gone past.

"What?" He frowned turning to the Time Lady who sighed shaking her head. "You can't have."

"Tame the sky." The Doctor continued ignoring him. "Human beings. You always manage to find the boring alternative, don't you? You want to see one?" He questioned seeing Kazrans smile grow bright. " A fish. We can do that. We can see a fish."

"Aren't you going to tell me it's dangerous?"

"Dangerous?" The Doctor scoffed walking back into the room and ruffling his hair. "Come on, we're boys, plus we have the Stone." He winked at the Time Lady who shook her head at him. "And you know what boys say in the face of danger."

"What?"

"Mummy."

"You didn't say that last week." The Stone chuckled.

"Yes well." The Doctor swallowed his cheeks burning a bright red. "That's different."

"What did he say?" Kazran questioned.

"He shouted 'Stone'." She chuckled.

"Yeah well, why would I shout for my mother when she isn't here?" He questioned. "I have you instead dear." He grinned and whispered to Kazran: "My wife's very brave."

"If you say so, sweetheart." She chuckled rolling her eyes for a moment as the Doctor then kissed her cheek and picked up some rope he had found.