Two

The third Doctor has somehow gotten into the TARDIS. Will the tenth Doctor be able to fix this?

“What?! How can that old dotter possibly be you? He’s what, like, ninety?” Donna exclaimed.

“Actually, three-hundred and twelve, to be exact,” the man replied, puffing out his chest. Donna rolled her eyes. “However, what I want to know is how you managed to get into my TARDIS. Who are you people anyway?” The Doctor peered at the man.

“Oh, Donna, that’s just brilliant! Look at me! Classic model, smart coat, needed to rethink that cape…and who ever told you that ruffles were good?” The Doctor tugged on the man’s ruffles.

“I will ask again: who are you?!” the man demanded, twisting away from the Doctor and smoothing his ruffles down. “And, what have you done to my TARDIS?”

“Don’t you know already? Isn’t it obvious?” The Doctor strode over to the man. “You really don’t know, do you?”

“From what I can tell, you must be a hooligan of some sort, and how you broke into the TARDIS, I’m not sure, but I’m not where I should be, and that is a problem,” The man plopped down on the Doctor’s seats on sighed deeply. The Doctor sat down next to him.

“Look into my eyes. I’m sure you’ll understand,” he said. The man squinted, and peered into the Doctor’s eyes.

“Jehosephat! You can’t really be-”

“Oh yes. Donna, I think he’s finally got it!” the Doctor exclaimed.

“But how can this be? How can you be here, now? How can I be here, now?” The man shook his head, refusing to accept the truth.

“Quit babbling and tell me what the ‘ell is going on,” huffed Donna as she folded her arms.

“Allow me to explain. I’m the Doctor, and so is this young man over here,” the man said.

“Oy, I’m nine hundred and three!” the Doctor frowned.

“This is going to get really confusing. Doctor?”

“Yes?” the two men replied. Donna groaned.

“Which, err, Doctor is this other one?” Donna asked.

“This is my third regeneration,” the Doctor replied. “And,” he said to the man, “I’m the tenth regeneration,”

“In that case, I’ll have to call you Doctor Three and Doctor Ten. Otherwise, I say ‘Doctor’, and you’ll both be going ‘Yes?’ like a bunch of idiots,” Donna punctuated this remark with a humph, and folded her arms.

“Good idea. Now, Doctor Ten, would you mind telling me how I got here?” the third Doctor asked. “All I remember is standing in the TARDIS, and suddenly, I was here.”

“Now that’s where the problem is. I’ve got absolutely no idea how you got here. The only explanation I’ve got is that somehow, our two TARDISes collided mid-flight, but that’s impossible,” The tenth Doctor scratched his head.

“Not completely impossible. It can, and has, been done before,” replied the third Doctor. Suddenly, there was a loud screech, and then a series of bangs emanating from the north hallway. “Now what on earth could that be?”

“Donna, go check that out,” the tenth Doctor slipped out his glasses, “while Doctor Three and I see what we can do to fix this.”

“Me? Go alone? There could be some…thing…waiting to eat my flesh or something!” Donna wailed.

“Judging by the decibel level of the crash, it can only be a couple of things, only one of which is dangerous, and there’s an extremely low probability of it being the noise. Now go check it out,” dismissed the tenth Doctor. Donna sighed, and stormed off into the hallway.

“Now, that Donna is gone, let’s get serious. You, here right now, is very bad for the universe. You know this, right?”

“Yes,” replied the third Doctor. “My presence here is putting an enormous strain on the universe. We’re liable to rip a hole in it at any moment.”

“Right you are! Now, there’s a possibility that our TARDISes just brushed by each other, and this can be easily fixed. However-”

“However, if they converged on this very spot-”

“Then, this could be a problem,” The tenth Doctor pulled a face.

“Doctor! Doctor! The thing that you said was the dangerous possibility. What was it?” Donna shouted worriedly from far back in the north hallway. The tenth Doctor sighed.

“They’re statues, Donna. Really big statues,” he replied.

“Then I think we have a problem,” Donna squeaked. The Tenth Doctor suddenly sat up and rushed into the hallway.

“What’s all this fuss about? What can statues possibly do to harm someone?” said the third Doctor, utterly confused. The tenth Doctor turned the corner, and his worst fears were realized. Standing in front of Donna were four stone statues that appeared to be angels.

“Whatever you do, do…not…blink,”

Author's Note

Bwahaha...weeping angels. Just to put you readers on edge for a bit :3

Reviews

[DontBlink158]

Love it!!!!! It was really funny and I LOVE the weeping angels!!!! LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I MUST read more!!

[halflives]

OH NOES, WEEPING ANGELS~ Great new chapter, laughed the whole way through.

[compositionc]

hahahahahahahahaazhhahahahahahahaha.
I actually laughed when he said that. It was funny!
That was epic! I'm actually the Queen of Weeping Angels, nicetomeetyou.