Gwen Meets Ryan

"So how did you end up in this universe?" asked Yaz as she and Gwen walked down what seemed to be just one of many corridors in the TARDIS. "Please pardon me for saying this but you don't look like a Timelord. Or even a Timelady, as the case may be."

"Oh, I'm definitely not a Timelord nor am I a Timelady," said Gwen. "In fact, I never even heard of those terms until just now."

"So how did you get here?" asked Yaz.

"I swung here on a strand of spiderwebbing," said Gwen.

"No, seriously," said Yaz. "How did you get here?"

"I just told you," said Gwen. "I swung through a time-space portal back on my home world and I eventually wound up here."

"You mean you've traveled that way to other universes as well?" asked Yaz.

"Yes," said Gwen. "But I could never stay too long because eventually I'd start glitching."

"What's glitching?" asked Yaz.

"Well, you see, it's something like -- Yipes!" said Gwen.

And then just like that Gwen was clinging to the ceiling and trying to figure out how she could stay up there and still cover her butt, breasts and pubes.

Yaz glanced up at Gwen and down the corridor where a young black boy roughly her age was gazing up at the ceiling where Gwen was at.

"Seriously, Ryan," said Yaz. "Didn't your gran teach you any better than that? Stop staring at the girl and give her a bit of privacy."

"I'm sorry, Yaz," said Ryan. "I was just on my way to see the Doctor and she was just standing there --"

"I was just standing there too," said Yaz. "And yet you don't stare at me like that."

"Well, with all due respect, Yaz," Ryan said, "You're not naked like she i -- Ow! Stop tugging on my ear!"

Yaz glanced upward at Gwen while she tugged on Ryan's ear and said, "I apologize, Gwen. Ryan is usually more polite than this, aren't you, Ryan?"

"Yes, Yaz, yes!" cried Ryan. "Now can I have my ear back, please?"

Yaz let go and Gwen tried to relax. She had gotten so comfortable talking to Yaz that she had forgotten to cover and so Yaz's friend Ryan had seen a lot more of Gwen than she preferred.

Yaz glanced up at Gwen and said, "That's a nice trick, Gwen. How did you learn to do that?"

"It's a long story," said Gwen. "But I'll be happy to tell it to you once I get some clothes on."