I don't own Doctor Who or Disney.

A note for the reader:

This will be a series, with a butt load of Disney characters. Feel free to suggest characters and I will feel free to ignore them if I don't wanna write for them.

I will use any of the Doctors, but mostly 10 (because we all know he's the best. If you disagree, it's fine. You can have your opinion. You can have your wrong opinion).

Do not expect me to perfectly weave the worlds together.

Don't expect the Disney stories to end like they originally do. Trust me, I will treat them like Steven Moffat would (and we're all crying).

Enjoy.

-Roman

CHAPTER 1

Ariel reclined easily on a smooth undersea rock, jutting out from the seafloor. Her tail floated up gently and the current was easy around her. She was on her back and as her hair swirled around her face, she smiled up at the sparkling light the reflected through the red fibers.

She reached into her bag, made of tied fisherman's netting, and pulled out something strange and wonderful. It was long and ended in pointed spears, but they weren't that sharp. She ran her fingertips over the smooth surface, smiling at the strange reflection.

"Ariel!" A familiar voice cried out. She rolled her eyes and flipped over, resting her chin in her palm.

"Flounder!" She scolded the little guppy. "What took you so long?"

Flounder was gasping, his blue stripped sides heaving. "I... I was swimming... And I was trying not... Not to be seen, cause you... You, you said that we shouldn't, shouldn't be- Whoo, I'm tired now." He flouted down to rest on the floor. As he landed, a puff of sand went up around him. Ariel laughed softly and shook her head. She reached down and scooped him up in her arms.

"Come on, we have to go see Scuttle." She swam up, starting towards the world above.

"Ah, do we have to? That old bird brain, he's so weird." Flounder complained, pouting into the crook in her elbow. She pushed him out of her embrace.

"Shut up." She smiled. "He's the only one who knows anything about this, this-"

"I know, I know." Flounder rolled his eyes. "Human stuff." He fell in beside her, his little fins pumping.

"Well, it's true." She held her head high, liking the way the water moved across her scalp. "I just gotta know, Flounder. I gotta know more about it, I have to, I-"

"Ariel," Flounder asked slowly. "What's that?"

Ariel looked close at the undulating surface. A small speck was moving irregularly and fast. She squinted her eyes before she realized. It was moving very fast.

"Look out!" She pushed Flounder aside and shot out of the way. An instant later a strange, blue thing flew down towards the depths, wakes of bubbles shooting back to the surface. A horrible, distorted screeching sound filled the ocean and Flounder, shrieking, swam away as fast as he could.

Ariel did not.

The box hit the sand hard, sending up a plume of sand as tall as some of the towers at the palace. Thinking of the palace reminded her of Daddy. Just the thought made her sigh. He would tell her to leave it alone, to swim away like a sensible, normal mermaid. No doubt it was dangerous, it nearly killed her a second ago.

But something kept her hanging there in that spot in water. The box did come from "up there". Perhaps she could find another treasure of her grotto. And besides, what was life is you didn't risk something once in a while?

She swam closer to the box as the sand settled again. Curious, but still possessing some pragmatic sense, she stayed at a distance for a while. But them, as she got closer and closer, she was seduced by the strangeness. It was stuck in the sand at an angle, on of the corners embedded deep in the sand. It was deep blue, like the deepest abysses of the sea that Daddy kept her from and from which she gladly stayed away. Strange black symbols were written in black on white squares. Sand was in every crook and cranny of the box, giving it a filmy cover.

Ever curious, Ariel reached out hesitant fingers and stroked the surface. It was smooth, but with texture. It reminded her of the sunken human ships that she sometimes explored, but was firmer and more solid. She ran her hands over the surface, pushing water over it with her tail, washing off the sand. Something glimmered in the pale light and she leaned in to inspect it. It was something silver and when she touched it, it was hard and cold. Instinctively, she pushed. At the same time, something on the other side pulled.

In an instant, she was sucked in by a huge, crashing wave of water. She cried out and slammed into something thin and warm. The water twirled her around awkwardly and bent her tail painfully against some surface that was hard and sharp. Water kept pouring in and she was comforted by the wet blanket.

Suddenly, the wave was cut off and Ariel heard someone coughing and sputtering. "Well," Someone said in a strange accent, even stranger outside of water. "That was exciting. Now, what do we have here?'

Ariel was resting on the ground, the water draining around her. Her lungs struggled on the strangely beautiful air and her tail was clammy out of water. She drew back in defense before she realized. It was a human. A tall, thin man with spiked hair and sharp features and in strange coverings with stripes. He was wearing strange glasses, one lens blue and one red, as he peered at her.

"Who are you?" She asked. He pulled off the glasses and Ariel blushed at his handsome face. He looked at her up and down then gave her a wide grin.

"I'm the Doctor."