but doesn't it get lonely riding up there to the sun?

[Well, Edgeworth had said that the Doctor could have the run of his apartment - or well, the media sections of it, and the Doctor had been more than happy to take him up on that offer. For starters, as lovely as the Lagrange base lot were and as much like family as they were to him, he was going crazy cooped up in that base. Not just from the cabin fever, but being stuck in one place with not much to do was giving him far too much time to think. Getting off of it for a bit, grabbing a world-hop and exploring someone else's very extensive, other-universal media library would be a welcome change. And Edgeworth did have a very nice house.

Currently, the Doctor was knelt in front of Edgeworth's very extensive Steel Samurai collection, reading the backs of the boxes with interest. He'd heard the show mentioned in passing before by one or two people on Edgeworth's world, and he'd never really though much of it, but there was no denying that it definitely wasn't anything that existed on his own Earth, or, come to think of it, any others on the community. And well, that just made him even more curious, especially given that he'd already gone through five books already (one of them had been an Agatha Christie novel that he'd read a lot already, but there was no harm in revisiting your old favourites). Seeing something completely new, he reflected, would be a breath of fresh air, and he couldn't suppress a grin at the thought that Edgeworth of all people was a secret enthusiast of shows with neo-olde-samurai as protagonists.

Now, if only he could figure out which one to start with...]

[It looks as if the video is looking out from somewhere inside the TARDIS's console. The view is of the console room, strewn all over with wrapping paper and bows, with a couple of boxes to add to the Christmassy mess. Facing the camera is what appears to be a young, other-worldly looking red-haired woman, but on closer inspection it appears to be a hologram. She smiles and waves slightly at the camera, and when she speaks her voice sounds echoey, as if it's coming from somewhere else.]

Hello. I don't suppose that any of you have seen me before. [She laughs slightly] Or at least, not like this.

[Suddenly, Donna's voice sounds from deep inside the TARDIS - something along the lines of "Be careful you two, you're going to break your necks, and I'm not getting Jenny to help me drag you to Dr. Cuddy's!" - and she looks to the side as two figures in identical coats come into the shot, engaged in what looks like a furious battle of sonic-ness - Ten and Haruhi. Ten is grinning like a madman, looking like he's having the time of his life.]

Come on, Haruhi, you're not even trying!

[Haruhi pouts and folds her arms.] I am so! You're just cheating!

[The red-haired hologram coughs politely, and the two look round, looking suddenly guilty. Haruhi looks curiously at the hologram.] What are you doing, TARDIS?

She's showing off her new holo-form is what she's doing. [That was Ten, predictably, although he doesn't seem to mind~] I can't believe you made yourself ginger. I've always wanted to be ginger.

[The TARDIS-holo smiles indulgently at his indignant face.] It's just my little joke, Doctor. Are you going to join me in wishing the community a merry Christmas?

[Ten's face looks like a light-bulb just went on.] Oh yeah, Christmas! Hi, everyone. Um. Merry Christmas. [He nudges Haruhi] Haruhi, say Merry Christmas to everyone, go on. Since we're on camera.

[Haruhi looks at him as if he's tarded.] Go away, dork, I only want to say it to the people I like.

Well, say it to the people you like, then!

... Merry Christmas.

[The TARDIS, who's been watching this exchange with a fond smile on her hologram fais, shakes her head and speaks again] Have a very Merry Christmas, everyone.

[With that, the picture cuts out.]