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toxic_cornSeries: Kristy and The Doctor
Title: Chapter Two - The Graxmab Came Back
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toxic_corn and nutmeg610
Rating: R because Kristy can be a bit of a foulmouth.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Ann M. Martin, Scholastic Books, and the BBC. Sometimes ABC even. And NBC. Okay, practically no one is ours, okay? We aren't collecting any money so pretty please don't sue? We're both broke college students.
Summary: Kristy Thomas has been doing well since her days as president of the Babysitters Club. She's about to graduate from the University of Connecticut and her best friend's finacee can get her a place in the LAPD. It looks like her future is set until a strange man in a magic blue box shows up and changes everything...
Authors' Note: Yet another pairing in the crack series. We found the idea of The Doctor having to put up with the blunt, bossy Kristy to be funny and from there the story grew. If you think that now we are officially certifiable, you're most likely right. This follows the other stories in the crack series: Your Boyfriend Snorts Cocaine, Mary Anne and Wanna Get It On, Dawn?
Read the first chapter and check out Nutmeg's awesome cover art at the organizational post.
Chapter Two - The Graxmab Came Back
Is he cute? Claudia, I don't really think of him like that. Or at least he doesn't think of me like that. It's not an issue, okay? So let's drop it. Stacey said you're dating a pirate. What's that about?
- excerpt of an email from Kristy Thomas to Claudia Kishi
In the months that followed, Kristy had a number of adventures with The Doctor and his TARDIS. They'd watched stars go supernova, seen empires at the height of their reign, and met thousands of species of alien from all over the galaxy.
But once in awhile that got a little overwhelming and they needed a break. So their next destination was a quiet little planet that according to The Doctor boasted the most beautiful countryside.
"Oh, wow," Kristy said, stepping out of the TARDIS and getting a good look around. He hadn't been kidding; everything was so green that it was greener than green. "It's so pretty!"
"You should see it in springtime when the flowers are in bloom," The Doctor said, locking the TARDIS's door.
She was about to point out that he was the one in charge of the time machine and could've taken her directly to spring time, but was brought up short by a meow from overhead. Looking directly above her up into a tree, she saw a tiny black kitten.
"D'aww, hi kitty-kitty. Are you stuck?" she asked the kitten.
"Mew!" it said in alarm.
The Doctor stood next to her and addressed the poor creature. "Do you want down, Kitty?"
"Mew!"
"Ok, we'll see what we can do," The Doctor said.
Kristy surveyed the tree and noticed that the lowest branch was still well out of reach for her short stature. "Maybe if you boost me up? I can try to grab her."
"Certainly." The Doctor knitted his fingers together and bent down a little to give her a lift.
It had been some time since Kristy had last climbed a tree but she was relieved to find that it wasn't a skill that was forgotten. Kind of like riding a bike. For a moment, she dangled and then kicked her legs to get them up over the branch. In a fit of silliness, she hung upside down and grinned at The Doctor. "Hee. Monkey."
The Doctor chuckled. "Now add some bananas and you've got a party!"
"Now you're talkin'," Kristy agreed and pulled herself upright. For a moment, she scanned more of the pretty countryside and frowned at the almost Medieval village off in the distance. "Wow, from up here you can see the whole town. Looks like there's been a fire recently."
"Hmmm, wonder what caused that." The Doctor looked off in the direction of the village though he couldn't see it. "Anyway, I think that kitty requires your assistance first, before we go out solving mysteries."
"Right. C'mere kitty-kitty." Kristy climbed a little higher and then crawled across the branches to get to the part of the tree the kitten was located in, clutching the branch tightly with its little claws. Once she reached it, she held out a cautious hand. "Now don't claw the shit out of me, I'm only going to help you..." She glanced nervously down at The Doctor. "If she claws me and I fall, you'll catch me, right?"
"Well, I'd try my best," The Doctor called.
Kristy grinned. "At least break my fall." Though she was a little hesitant, she was able to scoop up the kitten without any trouble. In fact, quite the opposite. "Awww, she's purring! Hi, puss. Wanna play with me 'n the Doctor? Yeah, you do."
The Doctor looked up through the branches at her. "How did you plan on coming down?"
Huh. Good question. Kristy looked around, assessing her options. "It'd be silly to get stuck up here, too, wouldn't it?"
That made him smile and he suggested, "Maybe sit down on this branch, drop down, and I'll brace your waist?"
Her face heated up at the thought of him doing anything to her waist. Instead, she zipped up her coat and placed the kitten inside, tucking the ends of her coat into her jeans so the animal wouldn't fall out. The kitten seemed happy enough where it was, its fuzzy little face peering out just under Kristy's chin. Carefully, Kristy went back the way she came until she was on the lowest branch.
"Can you take Kitty first?" Kristy asked, unzipping her jacket.
"Sure, hand the little guy down." The Doctor stood just below and held his arms up.
Kristy brought the kitten close for a face to face. "I'm just lowering you down. No one'll drop you unless you squirm. So be nice to the Doctor." With that, she slowly lowered the kitten into his waiting hands.
Once the kitten was safe, The Doctor held it out to look at it seriously. "Now, isn't the ground better than a big, scary tree?" He pulled the kitten close to his chest. "Yes, it is."
"Is she purring still?" Kristy asked.
"Yes. Can you get down?"
"Um. I think so." She let herself dangle a moment to judge the distance to the ground. It wasn't too bad; still a little uncomfortably high but she wasn't going to break anything if she let go. So she released the branch and landed in a crouch.
"Nice form."
"Thanks. I spent a summer taking gymnastics at the Y." She held her hands out. "Can I play with Kitty?"
"Oh, I'm not sure." The Doctor scratched the kitten under its chin, making its eyes close in bliss. "Kitty seems to be quite content where he is for the moment."
Smiling, Kristy stood close and stroked the soft fur on the kitten's head. "Is that true? Do you like him better than me, Kitty?"
"Mew," the kitten said.
Kristy sighed. "I understand. A friend of mine was boy crazy when she was your age. You'll probably grow out of it but I don't think she ever will."
The Doctor frowned and lifted the kitten up to inspect it. "Just as I thought. Kitty is male."
Giggling, Kristy said, "Males can still be boy crazy." She pointed at the kitten and The Doctor. "Boy love!"
"Do you find me foxy, kitty?" The Doctor asked, looking amused.
"Mew!"
Kristy scratched Kitty's chest. "Do you two need some time alone?"
"Now, now, I'm not attracted to someone 1/16th my size and covered in fur. Sorry, chap."
"Heartbreaker," Kristy said teasingly and The Doctor smirked back at her.
From around the bend came an old man with a burlap sack over one shoulder, trudging along and muttering to himself. He came to a dead stop when he saw Kristy and The Doctor and a look of horror crossed his face. "What the hell have you done?!!"
"We just rescued this kitten from th--" The Doctor started to respond.
"You've doomed us all!" the old man said, backing away. "You've doomed us all!!" Dropping the sack, he turned and ran as if someone had set attack dogs on him.
"Well, if I had a quid for every time I heard that," The Doctor muttered, glancing at Kristy in time to catch her eyebrow raise. From his arms, Kitty made a weird noise.
"Kitty?" Kristy frowned. "You okay?"
The kitten struggled to be put down and The Doctor gently lowered him to the ground. "I hope he's not sick."
As soon as Kitty's paws hit dirt, he took off at a shocking speed, heading straight for the old man. He threw a look at them over his shoulder and his eyes glowed an unsettling shade of red.
"Jesus!" Kristy leapt behind The Doctor.
"No, The Doctor," he said without even blinking. "I wonder if that's normal for this particular species of feline."
"Its eyes went red," Kristy said unnecessarily.
As they watched, the kitten leapt through the air and knocked the old man to the ground. Horrible screams filled the air.
"Jesus Christ!" Kristy yelped.
"Yes, but what I'm saying is, on this planet perhaps kittens are hugely carnivorous and enjoy the taste of humanoid flesh."
Pulling herself together, Kristy narrowed her eyes. "That man needs help!" She took off running, picking up speed as blood pooled around the old man's weakly struggling body.
"Kristy!" The Doctor grabbed his sonic screwdriver and ran after her, just barely three strides behind her. "Wait! Stay away from his teeth and claws!"
Kristy reached the scene as the kitten gnawed at the back of the old man's neck. Furious, she delivered a kick that sent the creature airborne.
"MROWWWWWW!!"
The Doctor knelt down next to the old man and scanned him with the screwdriver. There were too many different alien species in the universe to know all the possible locations of a pulse.
"He's dead," he said, quietly.
Kristy's rage dissipated and she faltered back a few steps, covering her mouth in horror. She'd never seen a dead body before.
The Doctor stood up and looked away from the old man. "We need to catch that cat before it kills someone else." He noticed Kristy's face and tensed. "Kristy?"
She couldn't take her eyes off of the old man.
"Kristy. Kristy!"
Hand still over her mouth, she looked at The Doctor, tears pooling in her eyes.
"There's nothing we can do for him now. But we can stop this thing before more people suffer this man's fate." He held his hand out to her and was relieved when after a moment she took it, careful to not touch the man's body with her toe.
They ran hand in hand to the village, hoping they'd get there before the kitten but judging by the panicked screams their hopes were dashed. In the town's center, people were running in all directions, screaming as Kitty dug his claws into a man's head, hissing and spitting.
Kristy dropped The Doctor's hand and ran to a fruit seller's stall, ripping off a loose board. She ran at the man. "Hold still!" she shouted.
The man did and she swung the board like she would a softball bat and the cat went flying through the air for the second time, yowling. The Doctor leapt to catch it in the sack they'd taken from the old man and caught it perfectly.
"Gotcha!" The Doctor held up the bag holding the struggling creature and looked around at the villagers. "Now, can someone please tell me what this thing is?"
"It's the devil is what it is!" an old woman snapped.
A woman bouncing a crying baby on her hip added, "It showed up here a week ago and brought about bloody disaster."
"Killed three people and knocked over a lantern. Started a big damn fire," the man who'd had the cat on his head said as he dabbed at his cuts with his handkerchief.
"And you have no idea where it originated from?" The Doctor asked.
"Who cares?" the man snapped. "Kill it!"
"Well, I'll just take this little fellow away with me so I can do some tests and make sure no more can come here."
"As long as it's away from here, fine," the man said, sounding disgusted. "Do what you want."
With that, the crowd dispersed, grumbling and trying to set to rights the marketplace that had been trampled in the hysteria.
"I don't understand," Kristy said as they walked away. "Kitty seemed so nice with us; what made him lose his sh- uh, freak out like that?"
"No idea. But I bet the TARDIS will know. Come on."
~*~
On board the ship, The Doctor set the sealed bag holding the kitty on a platform and flipped a few switches, scanning the screen as it scrolled out results. "Well, it appears this kitty is from the Klarpatuq system."
"That's so what I was thinking," Kristy joked. "What's that mean?"
"It means that while space travel is common for planets within that system, the inhabitants have little desire to leave. This creature must have been on a ship that managed to get all the way out here, but for what purpose?" He put on his glasses and continued to scan a few more minutes. "Ah ha!"
"Is that a good a ha?"
"Yes. The TARDIS is picking up a beacon from a spaceship not too far away. But it must be hidden or invisible so the populace hasn't noticed it. The kitty must have come from there." He grabbed the bag and the kitten protested, batting against the soft walls of its prison.
Kristy followed The Doctor as he strode across the room and threw the doors open. "There's a...? Okay."
The Doctor scanned around with his screwdriver. "A ha!" Pointing confidently to the left, he pressed a button and a large ship appeared as if from nowhere. "Here it is." He looked at it a second. "Well! No need to waste time. Better ring the bell and see if anyone's home."
"Will they be happy to get their kitty back, you think?"
"Let's hope so. But they're getting a stern talking to for letting their killer pet run amok." He found a lock on the ship and after a moment with the screwdriver, a ramp lowered.
"Yeah. They should compensate the families of the four people Kitty killed." She glared at the sack. "Bad kitty!"
"Mew?" came its muffled response.
Several blue-skinned children ran down the ramp. The eldest of the bunch breathlessly asked, "Is that our graxmab?"
The Doctor opened the bag, letting Kitty's head pop up. "If a graxmab is a killer kitten, then yes!"
"Your graxmab killed four people and set a town on fire! If you can't look after your pets properly, then maybe you shouldn't have them at all," Kristy said, giving the children a stern look.
They looked at her in wide-eyed surprise. "We're sorry!"
The youngest waved her finger at the kitty. "Bad graxmab! No biscuit!"
"Mew?"
"No! No biscuit!"
"No matter how much he mews don't you give him a biscuit," Kristy ordered them. "And you should send apology letters to that village. I'd suggest apologizing in person but they're pretty mad and might just kill you to even things out."
"Jinkies!" the oldest said. "Let's go put Illegria in his containment cell and tell Mother we can leave this planet now." The kids went up the ramp, waving goodbye and calling their thanks to The Doctor.
"Jinkies?" Kristy repeated as they walked away.
"What do you think happens with satellite tv that's beamed from Earth? It travels out across galaxies."
"And of all the programs to quote from, they chose Velma from Scooby Doo?" She shook her head. "To each their own, I guess."
"Guess so. Ready to go?"
"Sure. Where are we headed next?"
"Oh, I'd like to keep it a surprise until we open the doors."
"Come on, give me a hint."
"No."
"Please?"
"Oh all right. Thorax."
"Wh- That's a crappy hint! Gimmie another!"
"What manners! I won't tell you anything if you're going to speak to me like that."
"So sorry, Miss Manners."
"Miss-?"
The TARDIS doors closed on their squabbling and the countryside was quiet once more.
< Chapter One - Kristy : Chapter Three - A Threat to Global Security >
Title: Chapter Two - The Graxmab Came Back
Author:
toxic_corn and nutmeg610Rating: R because Kristy can be a bit of a foulmouth.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Ann M. Martin, Scholastic Books, and the BBC. Sometimes ABC even. And NBC. Okay, practically no one is ours, okay? We aren't collecting any money so pretty please don't sue? We're both broke college students.
Summary: Kristy Thomas has been doing well since her days as president of the Babysitters Club. She's about to graduate from the University of Connecticut and her best friend's finacee can get her a place in the LAPD. It looks like her future is set until a strange man in a magic blue box shows up and changes everything...
Authors' Note: Yet another pairing in the crack series. We found the idea of The Doctor having to put up with the blunt, bossy Kristy to be funny and from there the story grew. If you think that now we are officially certifiable, you're most likely right. This follows the other stories in the crack series: Your Boyfriend Snorts Cocaine, Mary Anne and Wanna Get It On, Dawn?
Read the first chapter and check out Nutmeg's awesome cover art at the organizational post.
Is he cute? Claudia, I don't really think of him like that. Or at least he doesn't think of me like that. It's not an issue, okay? So let's drop it. Stacey said you're dating a pirate. What's that about?
- excerpt of an email from Kristy Thomas to Claudia Kishi
In the months that followed, Kristy had a number of adventures with The Doctor and his TARDIS. They'd watched stars go supernova, seen empires at the height of their reign, and met thousands of species of alien from all over the galaxy.
But once in awhile that got a little overwhelming and they needed a break. So their next destination was a quiet little planet that according to The Doctor boasted the most beautiful countryside.
"Oh, wow," Kristy said, stepping out of the TARDIS and getting a good look around. He hadn't been kidding; everything was so green that it was greener than green. "It's so pretty!"
"You should see it in springtime when the flowers are in bloom," The Doctor said, locking the TARDIS's door.
She was about to point out that he was the one in charge of the time machine and could've taken her directly to spring time, but was brought up short by a meow from overhead. Looking directly above her up into a tree, she saw a tiny black kitten.
"D'aww, hi kitty-kitty. Are you stuck?" she asked the kitten.
"Mew!" it said in alarm.
The Doctor stood next to her and addressed the poor creature. "Do you want down, Kitty?"
"Mew!"
"Ok, we'll see what we can do," The Doctor said.
Kristy surveyed the tree and noticed that the lowest branch was still well out of reach for her short stature. "Maybe if you boost me up? I can try to grab her."
"Certainly." The Doctor knitted his fingers together and bent down a little to give her a lift.
It had been some time since Kristy had last climbed a tree but she was relieved to find that it wasn't a skill that was forgotten. Kind of like riding a bike. For a moment, she dangled and then kicked her legs to get them up over the branch. In a fit of silliness, she hung upside down and grinned at The Doctor. "Hee. Monkey."
The Doctor chuckled. "Now add some bananas and you've got a party!"
"Now you're talkin'," Kristy agreed and pulled herself upright. For a moment, she scanned more of the pretty countryside and frowned at the almost Medieval village off in the distance. "Wow, from up here you can see the whole town. Looks like there's been a fire recently."
"Hmmm, wonder what caused that." The Doctor looked off in the direction of the village though he couldn't see it. "Anyway, I think that kitty requires your assistance first, before we go out solving mysteries."
"Right. C'mere kitty-kitty." Kristy climbed a little higher and then crawled across the branches to get to the part of the tree the kitten was located in, clutching the branch tightly with its little claws. Once she reached it, she held out a cautious hand. "Now don't claw the shit out of me, I'm only going to help you..." She glanced nervously down at The Doctor. "If she claws me and I fall, you'll catch me, right?"
"Well, I'd try my best," The Doctor called.
Kristy grinned. "At least break my fall." Though she was a little hesitant, she was able to scoop up the kitten without any trouble. In fact, quite the opposite. "Awww, she's purring! Hi, puss. Wanna play with me 'n the Doctor? Yeah, you do."
The Doctor looked up through the branches at her. "How did you plan on coming down?"
Huh. Good question. Kristy looked around, assessing her options. "It'd be silly to get stuck up here, too, wouldn't it?"
That made him smile and he suggested, "Maybe sit down on this branch, drop down, and I'll brace your waist?"
Her face heated up at the thought of him doing anything to her waist. Instead, she zipped up her coat and placed the kitten inside, tucking the ends of her coat into her jeans so the animal wouldn't fall out. The kitten seemed happy enough where it was, its fuzzy little face peering out just under Kristy's chin. Carefully, Kristy went back the way she came until she was on the lowest branch.
"Can you take Kitty first?" Kristy asked, unzipping her jacket.
"Sure, hand the little guy down." The Doctor stood just below and held his arms up.
Kristy brought the kitten close for a face to face. "I'm just lowering you down. No one'll drop you unless you squirm. So be nice to the Doctor." With that, she slowly lowered the kitten into his waiting hands.
Once the kitten was safe, The Doctor held it out to look at it seriously. "Now, isn't the ground better than a big, scary tree?" He pulled the kitten close to his chest. "Yes, it is."
"Is she purring still?" Kristy asked.
"Yes. Can you get down?"
"Um. I think so." She let herself dangle a moment to judge the distance to the ground. It wasn't too bad; still a little uncomfortably high but she wasn't going to break anything if she let go. So she released the branch and landed in a crouch.
"Nice form."
"Thanks. I spent a summer taking gymnastics at the Y." She held her hands out. "Can I play with Kitty?"
"Oh, I'm not sure." The Doctor scratched the kitten under its chin, making its eyes close in bliss. "Kitty seems to be quite content where he is for the moment."
Smiling, Kristy stood close and stroked the soft fur on the kitten's head. "Is that true? Do you like him better than me, Kitty?"
"Mew," the kitten said.
Kristy sighed. "I understand. A friend of mine was boy crazy when she was your age. You'll probably grow out of it but I don't think she ever will."
The Doctor frowned and lifted the kitten up to inspect it. "Just as I thought. Kitty is male."
Giggling, Kristy said, "Males can still be boy crazy." She pointed at the kitten and The Doctor. "Boy love!"
"Do you find me foxy, kitty?" The Doctor asked, looking amused.
"Mew!"
Kristy scratched Kitty's chest. "Do you two need some time alone?"
"Now, now, I'm not attracted to someone 1/16th my size and covered in fur. Sorry, chap."
"Heartbreaker," Kristy said teasingly and The Doctor smirked back at her.
From around the bend came an old man with a burlap sack over one shoulder, trudging along and muttering to himself. He came to a dead stop when he saw Kristy and The Doctor and a look of horror crossed his face. "What the hell have you done?!!"
"We just rescued this kitten from th--" The Doctor started to respond.
"You've doomed us all!" the old man said, backing away. "You've doomed us all!!" Dropping the sack, he turned and ran as if someone had set attack dogs on him.
"Well, if I had a quid for every time I heard that," The Doctor muttered, glancing at Kristy in time to catch her eyebrow raise. From his arms, Kitty made a weird noise.
"Kitty?" Kristy frowned. "You okay?"
The kitten struggled to be put down and The Doctor gently lowered him to the ground. "I hope he's not sick."
As soon as Kitty's paws hit dirt, he took off at a shocking speed, heading straight for the old man. He threw a look at them over his shoulder and his eyes glowed an unsettling shade of red.
"Jesus!" Kristy leapt behind The Doctor.
"No, The Doctor," he said without even blinking. "I wonder if that's normal for this particular species of feline."
"Its eyes went red," Kristy said unnecessarily.
As they watched, the kitten leapt through the air and knocked the old man to the ground. Horrible screams filled the air.
"Jesus Christ!" Kristy yelped.
"Yes, but what I'm saying is, on this planet perhaps kittens are hugely carnivorous and enjoy the taste of humanoid flesh."
Pulling herself together, Kristy narrowed her eyes. "That man needs help!" She took off running, picking up speed as blood pooled around the old man's weakly struggling body.
"Kristy!" The Doctor grabbed his sonic screwdriver and ran after her, just barely three strides behind her. "Wait! Stay away from his teeth and claws!"
Kristy reached the scene as the kitten gnawed at the back of the old man's neck. Furious, she delivered a kick that sent the creature airborne.
"MROWWWWWW!!"
The Doctor knelt down next to the old man and scanned him with the screwdriver. There were too many different alien species in the universe to know all the possible locations of a pulse.
"He's dead," he said, quietly.
Kristy's rage dissipated and she faltered back a few steps, covering her mouth in horror. She'd never seen a dead body before.
The Doctor stood up and looked away from the old man. "We need to catch that cat before it kills someone else." He noticed Kristy's face and tensed. "Kristy?"
She couldn't take her eyes off of the old man.
"Kristy. Kristy!"
Hand still over her mouth, she looked at The Doctor, tears pooling in her eyes.
"There's nothing we can do for him now. But we can stop this thing before more people suffer this man's fate." He held his hand out to her and was relieved when after a moment she took it, careful to not touch the man's body with her toe.
They ran hand in hand to the village, hoping they'd get there before the kitten but judging by the panicked screams their hopes were dashed. In the town's center, people were running in all directions, screaming as Kitty dug his claws into a man's head, hissing and spitting.
Kristy dropped The Doctor's hand and ran to a fruit seller's stall, ripping off a loose board. She ran at the man. "Hold still!" she shouted.
The man did and she swung the board like she would a softball bat and the cat went flying through the air for the second time, yowling. The Doctor leapt to catch it in the sack they'd taken from the old man and caught it perfectly.
"Gotcha!" The Doctor held up the bag holding the struggling creature and looked around at the villagers. "Now, can someone please tell me what this thing is?"
"It's the devil is what it is!" an old woman snapped.
A woman bouncing a crying baby on her hip added, "It showed up here a week ago and brought about bloody disaster."
"Killed three people and knocked over a lantern. Started a big damn fire," the man who'd had the cat on his head said as he dabbed at his cuts with his handkerchief.
"And you have no idea where it originated from?" The Doctor asked.
"Who cares?" the man snapped. "Kill it!"
"Well, I'll just take this little fellow away with me so I can do some tests and make sure no more can come here."
"As long as it's away from here, fine," the man said, sounding disgusted. "Do what you want."
With that, the crowd dispersed, grumbling and trying to set to rights the marketplace that had been trampled in the hysteria.
"I don't understand," Kristy said as they walked away. "Kitty seemed so nice with us; what made him lose his sh- uh, freak out like that?"
"No idea. But I bet the TARDIS will know. Come on."
On board the ship, The Doctor set the sealed bag holding the kitty on a platform and flipped a few switches, scanning the screen as it scrolled out results. "Well, it appears this kitty is from the Klarpatuq system."
"That's so what I was thinking," Kristy joked. "What's that mean?"
"It means that while space travel is common for planets within that system, the inhabitants have little desire to leave. This creature must have been on a ship that managed to get all the way out here, but for what purpose?" He put on his glasses and continued to scan a few more minutes. "Ah ha!"
"Is that a good a ha?"
"Yes. The TARDIS is picking up a beacon from a spaceship not too far away. But it must be hidden or invisible so the populace hasn't noticed it. The kitty must have come from there." He grabbed the bag and the kitten protested, batting against the soft walls of its prison.
Kristy followed The Doctor as he strode across the room and threw the doors open. "There's a...? Okay."
The Doctor scanned around with his screwdriver. "A ha!" Pointing confidently to the left, he pressed a button and a large ship appeared as if from nowhere. "Here it is." He looked at it a second. "Well! No need to waste time. Better ring the bell and see if anyone's home."
"Will they be happy to get their kitty back, you think?"
"Let's hope so. But they're getting a stern talking to for letting their killer pet run amok." He found a lock on the ship and after a moment with the screwdriver, a ramp lowered.
"Yeah. They should compensate the families of the four people Kitty killed." She glared at the sack. "Bad kitty!"
"Mew?" came its muffled response.
Several blue-skinned children ran down the ramp. The eldest of the bunch breathlessly asked, "Is that our graxmab?"
The Doctor opened the bag, letting Kitty's head pop up. "If a graxmab is a killer kitten, then yes!"
"Your graxmab killed four people and set a town on fire! If you can't look after your pets properly, then maybe you shouldn't have them at all," Kristy said, giving the children a stern look.
They looked at her in wide-eyed surprise. "We're sorry!"
The youngest waved her finger at the kitty. "Bad graxmab! No biscuit!"
"Mew?"
"No! No biscuit!"
"No matter how much he mews don't you give him a biscuit," Kristy ordered them. "And you should send apology letters to that village. I'd suggest apologizing in person but they're pretty mad and might just kill you to even things out."
"Jinkies!" the oldest said. "Let's go put Illegria in his containment cell and tell Mother we can leave this planet now." The kids went up the ramp, waving goodbye and calling their thanks to The Doctor.
"Jinkies?" Kristy repeated as they walked away.
"What do you think happens with satellite tv that's beamed from Earth? It travels out across galaxies."
"And of all the programs to quote from, they chose Velma from Scooby Doo?" She shook her head. "To each their own, I guess."
"Guess so. Ready to go?"
"Sure. Where are we headed next?"
"Oh, I'd like to keep it a surprise until we open the doors."
"Come on, give me a hint."
"No."
"Please?"
"Oh all right. Thorax."
"Wh- That's a crappy hint! Gimmie another!"
"What manners! I won't tell you anything if you're going to speak to me like that."
"So sorry, Miss Manners."
"Miss-?"
The TARDIS doors closed on their squabbling and the countryside was quiet once more.
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Date: 2007-03-13 09:37 pm (UTC)This is a great break from studying for a test! *dances*
Hmm, I haven't uploaded a Doctor/Kristy icon yet... guess it'll have to be Kev and his Sunshine!
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Date: 2007-03-13 09:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-13 10:37 pm (UTC)Claudia dating a pirate...that's not Steve the Pirate is it???
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Date: 2007-03-13 11:17 pm (UTC)Claudia dating a pirate...that's not Steve the Pirate is it???
*facepalm* It is. Toooo much crack.
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Date: 2007-03-14 12:19 am (UTC)Another crack pairing = YAY :)
Steve the Pirate is Love :)
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Date: 2007-03-13 10:40 pm (UTC)This is a great break from studying for a test! *dances*
Hmm, I haven't uploaded a Doctor/Kristy icon yet... guess it'll have to be Kev and his Sunshine!
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Date: 2007-03-14 12:18 pm (UTC)They're just purrrrfect for each other!
And, glad to see another crack!verse building *snickers*
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Date: 2008-01-10 05:51 pm (UTC)..Someone better had tell Angel
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Date: 2008-01-10 08:00 pm (UTC)