The First Trip of Many More to Come

[Eleven and reader encounter.] You were doing homework on your bed when you heard a loud, wheezing sound from outside. You ran out of the house and stopped when a rather rumpled, strange looking man walked out of a box with the bluest blue that's ever been blued. Of course, you did the natural thing. You walked up to him and greeted him. [Happy Birthday, MusicKeeper!]