Any people in this story who look like people in real life is highly intentional. Anyone who's in this story and in real life, please, don't kill me. Also, this and the last chapter are the only chapters to be written in story format. Everything else is written in script format.
Date: May 31, 2011
The Andthenmylastname residence, a house you would not expect in Texas if you stereotype. Inside, Taylor Andthenmylastname is tinychatting with Joe, Alex, and Vic. "Taylor, you have mail!" her mom said. "I'll be back my children." she says. "Letter for Joe San Agustin!" said a voice. "I got mail!" Joe said. He runs to the door. "So Vic, how's life?" Alex asks. "Good." she answers. "Don't you think that it's a little weird for the both of them to get a letter at the same time?" "Yeah, but I don't want to think about it."
"You have a letter. A man in a bow-tie put it in the mailbox." Mrs. Andthenmylastname explains as she hands Taylor the letter. "How do you know it's addressed to me? It has no name. Only the number 2." "I don't know. I just thought that you should have it." "Okay then." Taylor walks back to her computer with her unopened letter. Joe is already back and Antonio, Ryan, and Abanoub are over. "So, that's Antonio, that's Ryan, and that's Abanoub. Fellas, meet Alex, Vic, and Boxxy." "I'm not Boxxy!" Taylor yells. "Okay, that's Blondie Carmichael." "Who's Blondie Carmichael?" Abanoub asks. "The blonde one you knucklehead!" Joe gives Abanoub a noogie. "Hey, you can't do that to him!" Antonio said. "Oh yeah?" Joe asked. "Yeah!" "Oh yeah?" "Yeah." "Oh yeah?" Joe twists Antonio's nose. The three get into a slap fight. Ryan breaks the fight and yells, "Hey!" The three ask, "What?" Then, Ryan slaps the three of them. They hear the other 3 laughing. The four stand up and take a bow. "No, but seriously. Who's the blondie?" Abanoub asks. "That's Taylor." Joe answers. "Hey, Joe," Antonio says, "she has the same kind of letter as you." "So she does my little Mexican friend." Joe walks to his computer as Antonio says, "I'm taller and older than you! And I'm Puerto Rican!" "It's okay Antonio." Ryan says. "Everyone thought you were Mexican when they met you."
"What does your letter say?" Joe asks. "I didn't open it yet. Let's open it together!" she answers. "No, that sounds like something a couple or the four of us would do. And you have a boyfriend." "Fine, I'm opening it first." She opens it. "What's it say?" Joe asks. "You open yours first." "Fine, but I have to do the letter song from Blue's Clues." "Just open it!" Vic yells. "The suspense is killing me!" "Fine. We just got a letter. We just got a letter! We just got a letter. I wonder who's it from." He sings. "It has no name." Taylor answers. "It's a letter from the Doctor." Abanoub says. "How do you know?" Ryan asks. "The color of the envelope is TARDIS blue." "Who's the Doctor?" Alex asks. "We'll explain later." Joe says. "Well, mine has a message, a date, a time, and an address."
"Same here." "What does it say?" Alex asks.
Now, both of you, I know by now that Abanoub has figured out that the letters are from me, but I'll explain how I know later. Anyway, I need you 7 to follow the directions. Go to the airport on the day before, go to the address at the exact time.
From, the Doctor
PS Rory and Amy say hi.
"And the date, address, and time?" Vic asks. Taylor answers, "22/7/11, 76 Totters Lane, and 2:05 PM England Time." "That's weird because my letter says 2:00 PM." "Maybe they come late." Antonio suggests. "Yeah because they were blowing each other." Abanoub says. Joe pushes him off the chair while Taylor says, "Yeah, we just love Vic's dick." Alex and Vic jokingly agree. "He is not good at first impressions." Ryan says. "No he is not." Joe agrees. Everyone starts laughing. "Hold on," Ryan interrupts, "there's another PS. PS, Joe, bring Miguel." "Who's Miguel?" Alex asks. "The guy who stole from my house while I was moving." Joe answers. "You're still friends with him?" Antonio asks. "You have to learn something about me Antonio, I am a very forgiving person. There are a few selective people who I don't forgive." "Hey guys," Abanoub says in pain, "I think I broke my head." "All I did was push you off a chair 1 foot off the ground." Joe says. "Yeah, and if you broke your head, there would be blood everywhere." Ryan adds. "Besides," Antonio begins, "When do you not hit your head anyway?" Abanoub thinks for a bit. "Oh yeah."
"Hey Joe, why don't you ask you-know-who to come with us?" Antonio asks. "I know a lot of people. Who are you speaking of specifically?" Joe sorta answers. "You know." Joe thinks for half a minute. "Ohhh." I don't have her number." "Luckily, I do." Antonio says as he "saves the day." "Text her asking if she wants to go to England with us." Joe imperatives.
After a few minutes, Antonio gets a text back. "What does it say?" Taylor asks as Vic repeatedly calls Alex a f****t. "No, I won't ever go to England with Joe. I'm still trying to shun him, but I've gone soft." Joe sits down and sulks. "She has gone soft on shunning me." "Wow. She really hates you Joe." Antonio says. "Yeah I know." Joe answers. "And I don't know why." "Look on the bright side Blobby." Alex begins. "We're going to England and you'll get to meet us! You don't need a stupid girl to go with you!" "She's actually as smart as me." "You're smart?" Taylor scoffs. "You don't exactly make the right decisions Robo." "You smoke weed." Joe retorts. "Touche." "Weed isn't a drug, man." Abanoub says. "Who makes worse decisions? Me or the guy with the nose that can pop balloons?" Joe asks. Everyone starts laughing. "Hey!" Abanoub cries. "I'm very sensitive about my nose and you know that!" "Hold on wait," Vic interrupts, "Joe, who do you like?" Before he can answer Alex says, "Vic, don't use his real name. It's too simple. Call him Blobby." "Or Robo." Taylor adds. "Shut up you f*g!" Vic yells. "I know who he likes!" Antonio yells. "He likes..."