Christmas Special 

My god, being a timelord is not easy! We get into trouble and run and trouble and run. I mean sometimes The Doctor would join us too if we're lucky. 

“EDITOR NOOO PLEASE”

“HAH NAH YA DEAD TICKLES~”

“FUUUCCCKKK (y/n) PLEASE HELP ME FROM THIS UGLY ASS MONSTER” I said running for my life around our TARDIS.

“AHhhh I”M THE EDITOR YOU DUMASSS (y/n) CANT”

“WELL I’M THE WRITER”

“And everything you write I can effect *HA *HA *AH ”

“Oh you fucker” (y/n) was looking blankly at The Writer and The Editor.

“Anndd She cant speak great, LOok what you did!” The Editor shouting with laughter *HU HU HU*

“Editor don't be rude give (y/n) a voice” The Writer looked at The Editor to fix it.

“I cant tho? Your the writer dumbo” said in confusion

“Should I remind you something? EveryTHing YoU wRIte I cAn eFfEct”

“YOU write not the zippered (y/n), reader or whatever”

“Are you guys done?” said (y/n)

“Oh look (y/n) got a voice now isn't that right EDITOR” Writer looks at him with a smug face.

“Fun fact that was you” said the Editor with a look that the writer is a child playing her characters.

“Eh yeah whatever pretty boy” The Writer said with a smirk on her face.

“Aisshh~ Really even here?”

“HAHAAHA korea really do be rubbing on you”

“Stfu you stupid sexy bitch SKSKSKS”

“REMOVE THE SEXY”

“THEN REMOVE THE PRETTY”

“NEEEEVAAAAAAAAAHHH” The Writer said like she was in battle

“NEVERRR” said The Editor with contempt that this bitch shall never influence power!

(y/n) being paranoid*

“Oh dear….(y/n)?” The Writer looked at (y/n) with concern. 

“And SHE STRIKES AGAIN THe AlMighty Terrifying writer” 

“Im not terrifying!!”

“How do you always say a lie? Within the truth..?Like.. what”

“I don't get it” Writer looked confused 

“Which part?”

“You being a idiot thats what”

“My god you simpleton” The Editor says in awe on how pure she is

“Don't give me that awe or I'll rip your eyes out” The Writer magically brings out a dagger to threaten The Editor. 

“Wahh~~ I’m so scared” editor makes the dagger a plastic knife.

“Hey my favorite dagger!!”

“Uhm i'm not dealing with this” (Y/n) left the TARDIS so only The Writer and The Editor are the only ones.

“Okay you actually didn't do that one. Waay to go bringing a dagger, really?”

“I like them,” Writer said in a Matter-of-fact voice.

“Andd so? Dagger is Dagger no question asks”

“Hmm” The Writer throw a snowball at The Editor straight on the face “HAHAHAHA”

“Waaaaahhh really you f***** b**** ”

“Ah ah ah no cursing” The Writer said while shaking her head.

“HMmmMmm” The editor fixed the snowball and throwed it “HAH”

“Oh it's so on” The Writer created more snowballs to hit The Editor with 

“You're dead!!!”

“RUUNn” The editor runned in the speed of light

“YEAAA GET BACK HERE” The Writer tried to catch the editor only to stop outside to see it's snowing. “Huh?”

“hIdE AnD SeEk!!”

“Such a child, EDITOR YOU DO KNOW IT'S CHRISTMAS?!!”

“MERRY CHRISTMAS THEN!!”

“Goddamn it okay whatever MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!”