12 Days of Christmas – Day One Prompt: On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me a partridge in a pear tree. Write a short story or poem about something made with pears for Christmas. I want to be drooling when I read your entry.
The TARDIS squealed to a halt and Sarah burst through the doors to see what her next adventure would be like. She stumbled into what appeared to be an orchard of some kind. The Doctor walked out after her. “Oh, look, we are on Deva Loka! We must have landed in someone’s orchard,” he said picking a fruit from one of the trees and sniffed it.
“It’s beautiful!” Sarah exclaimed, dancing around, giddy with delight. “What is that?” she asked, indicating the fruit in the Doctor’s hand.
“It is what they call Fruit of the Gods. It is similar to Earth’s pears. Try it. They are delicious,” he answered, handing her the beautiful green fruit.
She bit into it and savored the luscious juice that spilled forth from it. “Doctor,” Sarah began, “am I supposed to feel fun…” She began to fall and the Doctor caught her up before she hit the ground.
“That’s odd,” he said to himself. He licked at the fruit trying to determine the problem. He couldn’t detect any hint of something unusual about the fruit. Perhaps it was simply an allergic reaction. He should no better than to let his companions eat strange foods. There was no telling how they would react.
He carried Sarah back into the TARDIS and laid her down on the ground. He began a bio-scan of her when she began to rouse.
“Wh-What happened?” she asked.
“You had an unusual reaction to the fruit. I’m scanning you now to determine if there is any permanent damage.” The Doctor stared at the viewer in disbelief. “Sarah, how long have you been with me now?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Perhaps a year?”
“Yes, yes, it’s been a year. And in all that time you haven’t had a boyfriend, is that correct?”
“What does my love life have anything to do with this?”
“Just answer the question!” the Doctor yelled, getting a little anxious by what he was seeing on the viewer.
“No, I haven’t had a boyfriend. I am miserably single and will probably always be miserably single, thank you very much.”
“Then how could you be pregnant?”
Sarah stood up and ran to the viewer to see the bio-scan results. Sure enough it indicated that Sarah was approximately three months pregnant.
“But that’s not possible!” she exclaimed.
“I think it has something to do with the fruit. I’ll have the TARDIS scan it, but it will take some time. Humans anatomy is easy, but exotic alien fruit is another.”
“How am I supposed to explain a child to my family? I’m supposed to go home for Christmas.”
“Ha ha. Very funny! What if the child has three heads?”
“I could think of worse things.”
“Oh, yeah, like what?”
“A pear head wearing a fez and a bow tie?” The Doctor ducked as Sarah threw her shoe at him. The dizziness overtook her and she passed out again.
Sarah woke in her bed on Earth. What a strange dream!