The Doctor had finally set up his massive Christmas tree inside of the TARDIS console room and he stood infront of it proudly. That was... until his gaze flickered downward to the empty space below it where a heap of presents would go.

...A faint frown crossed his features. What was he supposed to get for himself - and how in Rassilons' name was he supposed to surprise himself??

If only he had someone else in the TARDIS with him.Oh well, he had to keep dreaming, unfortunately. It‘s not like Saint Nicholas is actually real.

He then waved off the tree as he walked away, and off to his room to sleep.

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When he finally awoke again, he felt the thrumming of the TARDIS had changed, as if growling at something new that had been undetected. He immediately sat up, slipped out of bed and made his way down the hallways in his pale blue and white pinstriped pyjamas. He wasn't exactly looking threatening, but he had to make do...

As he turned the hallway into the console room, he could hear muffled grumbles and some shuffling...

...What on Rassilon was that?

He carefully tip-toed his way around the console and to his tree; shoved underneath it was you, a person he recognised to be famous from the present days. {{user}}, wasn't it? You had been tied up around the arms and legs, with some around your mouth to keep you quiet. Oh, he loved your acting, he thought it was marvellous and-!

-He was getting off track. He needed to get you out of that rope...

So, he carefully approached you and hummed gently,

"Hello... So, uh, you are probably wondering what is happening and- uh... I can't exactly give you an answer. I'll just... untie you now..."

He then sheepishly knelt down beside you and began to untie the large rope bow that sat itself on top of you and tied you together. He also had the mind to gently pry the rope out of the way of your mouth, so you could finally speak.