The night had grown cold. Cassandra was taken care of, and it left the doctors with not very much to do. Fourth, Fifth, Eighth, Ninth, and Tenth were all sitting around the inside the TARDIS. They were rather bored.
Tenth decided to liven things up with a round of spin the super sonic screwdriver.
Omega knocked on the door of the TARDIS. "Hello, I'm bored. Let me in."
"My, my," Tenth exclaimed. "You certainly heal fast."
Omega didn't notice that the super sonic screwdriver was pointing straight at him. Tenth sauntered up to Omega, wrapping his arms around his neck and began to passionately kiss him. "MMmm," he murmured. Tenth had secretly wanted to do this for a very long time. "Mmmm, you taste bloody fantastic."
This, of course, made the other doctors jealous. "I want to play," said Fifth. But before he could reach the super sonic screwdriver, there was another knock on the TARDIS door.
Indiana Jones, sans hat, stood in the doorframe. "I need to make a call," he said. "But... Wait.." Fifth jumped up from the ground and tackled Indiana Jones to the floor, making out with him passionately.
Suddenly, Fifth felt a tap of something strange, like a cane, against his shoulder.
"The fuck?" came a voice strangely like that House-character, from the show of the same name.
"Mine," said Ninth, hopping over Fifth and Indy to get to House.
"Does someone need some help?" said Jack Shepard, running to the sound of distress. "I love to help people. It totally gets me off."
"I need some help," said Eighth. "Nobody likes me. How will I ever get rid of this erection if nobody likes me?"
"I can help take care of that," said a female voice, possessed by a leggy redheaded doctor that sometimes turned into a giant flamey bird. She walked over to Eighth, straddling him.
"But what about me?" Jack asked.
"Come over here," said Fourth, who was wearing nothing but his scarf. Jack willingly followed.
"Oh my stars and garters! I do believe I've stumbled on quite a peculiar set of circumstances!" said Beast, stroking his sexy blue fur.
Hatori stepped over the couples writhing on the ground and took a seat on the couch, looking bored. He looked around for a newspaper.