The 12th Doctor.
I wanted him to be a young kid, but a classy young kid. I hope I did it right! =P


I sat up, my head pounded, the familiar hum of the Tardis sounded different for some reason. Ah, yes, I remember, I've regenerated. Into what? I ran my fingers through my hair, feels roughly the same, but different. Everything feels different, not bad, just different. I jumped up, my clothes didn't fit, my pants were too short, my shirt was too short but also too wide, the arms were also too short. I ran to the console, looking around for a reflective surface. I gave up quickly and ran for the clothes room. Apparently my legs were longer and faster now, I looked in the mirror.
Eh, it could be worse.
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