Author's Notes:
Written for Challenge 583: Glitter / Sparkle at dw100.

Eleventh Doctor, Clara Oswald.

Summary: The latest visitors aboard the TARDIS have left a bit if a mess behind.

“I told you it was a bad idea!” The Doctor muttered, rooting around under the central console.

“We couldn’t just leave them there!” Clara insisted. “You said yourself, their ship would’ve been out of air in a matter of hours! Rescuing them was the only thing to do. It wasn’t like we didn’t have enough room. Now they’re safe and their ship can be repaired. I don’t know what you’re complaining about.”

“We had forty intergalactic drag queens in the TARDIS!”

“Still not seeing the problem.”

“How can you not see it? There’s glitter everywhere, even in the flux capacitor!”

The End