"I'm sure you would be a trophy wife and win awards in wifery, Robin," the Doctor replied, rolling his eyes with a sigh before taking off his anorak and handing it to Robin. "But, this is still a bit of a nightmare. She said I've taught here before. Did you hear that?" The Doctor asked as they walked down the corridor.<br/><br/>"She said I was late to several lessons, that implies that I have worked here for a short time," he said before reaching into Robin's coat pocket and pulled out his screwdriver again, scanning it over the corridor methodically. "Nothing I'm picking up is telling me that this place is artificial. Everything tells me that it's real, even though we both know that its impossible."<br/><br/>"Now, the first thought that comes to mind, is that we have traveled to the an alternate reality where evolution kicked in just enough to make their science become a literal physical manifestation, harbored from mental and verbal recognition," he paused for a second to look at Robin and see if she was keeping up before sighing and shaking. "In other words, magic, but magic is impossible. Magic is a word  that is used to explain unexplainable things."<br/><br/>"But...that still doesn't explain why its implied that we're native to this dimension. We're clearly dressed as we were before we left our arguably normal world, so how on earth could we live here?" the Doctor asked before coming to a halt outside a large door marked,<em>Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor's John Smith and Robin Smith</em>.<br/><br/>"Ready to go teach kids magic Robin?" He asked as he looked at the sign dauntingly.<br/><br/>ooc: That last post of yours was hilarious :D