This is a ridiculous story that is meant to be fun and silly to read. I orginally messaged this to my friend to entertain him, because he keeps asking me to tell him stories.
I don't own Doctor Who, neither do I own the Tardis (Darn it all anyways.)
Once upon a time, a long, long, long time ago, Daleks ruled the universe. They were able to do this because previously the Weeping Angels (also known as Weepers) had come and sent everyone into a different time in the past and the Daleks had the fortunate ability to be immune to the Weepers gaze.
But what neither the Weepers nor the Daleks knew was that there was a young boy who was friends with all creatures around him, except for the creatures that this young boy hated. And what was special about this boy is that he grew up eating nothing but cheese.
Eventually this boy grew into a young man, helping all creatures that he could and inventing many new cheeses.
The Daleks were envious and wanted the cheese for themselves, for apparently some of the cheeses gave the eater very supernatural powers.
The Daleks planned a way to extract the power from the cheese.
The Weepers, however, abhorred cheese.
One day the cheese inventor was walking through a massive forest when he saw two statues that seemed to be angels.
He blinked in disbelief, for how could statues end up in a forests like this? He blinked again... As his eyes opened the angel statues seemed closer. What?! Closer? That can`t be! Statues don`t move. Just to make sure his mind wasn`t playing tricks on him, he closed his eyes again. One second, two seconds, three seconds, and he opened his eyes.
He jumped! CRAP! They did get closer! By this point he knew that he shouldn`t look away. "Don`t blink" "Don`t blink", he kept telling himself.
By this time though, it was quite difficult to do either because a statue was on either side of him so he had to switch his gaze alternately as quick as he could to each Weeper and thus the statues took turns getting closer and closer and closer while the young man tried to back away slowly.
Just as it seemed that the Weepers were upon him, the ground beneath him collapsed and he fell down what seemed like a bottomless pit.
Down and down and down he went...
He hit the bottom of the pit with a loud grunt and a felt sharp pain in his head. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was two still shadows of the angel statues at the edge of the pit staring at one another.