Whouffaldi! Fluff... Twelve and Clara have escaped death and are back safe and sound in the TARDIS. It doesn't take long and Clara realises there's something wrong with the Doctor...
POV - first person. Malcolm x Reader. Malcolm Tucker's assistant is deeply in love with him, but he doesn't know it. Will she tell him? (*My first ever fic*)
On Valentine's Day, the Doctor wrote a poem for Clara... Whouffaldi.
Someone has written a poem for the Doctor. Who was it? A bit of Whouffaldi. Fluff and angst.
The final scene of Last Christmas with a little improvement... Clara accepts to travel with the Doctor to the stars once again. There's one thing she'd like to do before they fly off - kiss him. Knowing how he reacts to things like this, she asks him about it first. What is the Doctor going to say to that? Whouffaldi. Fluff. One shot.