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Flick and Steph's Christmases had all come at once, they'd been walking around Melbourne during the Comedy Festival, killing time till their show began when Steph stopped short. The shorter of the two literally ran into her friend. "Why'd we stop?" She asked removing her glasses and rubbing her head. Her friend was speechless, her mouth open and her finger raised to point at a small blue box. Flick grinned inanely as she saw what her friend was pointing at.

"I'm not hallucinating am I?" Flick asked her friend as she rubbed her eyes as if willing it to disappear, "you are seeing it aren't you?" Steph just nodded and watched as the door began to open. Her friend grabbed her arm and pulled, "come on, race ya there!"


The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS and began unrolling his panama hat when he was suddenly forced backwards into the TARDIS by two fast moving bodies. He looked down at his attackers, "are you alright?" He asked them warily.
"Ohh yes, we are now thankyou." The shorter and older of the pair said looking up at him with what could only be described as a predatorial grin.
"Now that you're here that is." Concluded the other, who too was staring at him though somewhat possessively.

The Doctor had to admit, he didn't like how either girl kept looking at him so blatently. He had to admit, he was scared of two late-teened Terrans...especially the shorter one who's eye level wasn't much higher than his waist. He was certain that she kept looking at his...ahem...his crotch, worringly still everytime he caught her she was still had that predatorial smirk.

"Can I help you?" He asked somewhat timidly, he'd fought Cybermen, Daleks, Sontarans and here he was, afraid of two Earth-girls who couldn't keep their eyes off him. He jumped slightly as he felt a hand brush his side. Wide-eyed he looked down at the short girl and instinctively took a step backwards and into her friend who answered his question "I'm sure you can."

The short girl reached up high and pulled him down, closer to her level, unbalancing him in the process. Satisfied she looked him in the eyes before fiercely kissing him.


Somehow he'd managed to get away from the pair, his hair ruffled, eyes wide and he was missing his coat. Though they were still in the TARDIS it currently didn't matter. He was out of there with his life...and his sanity. Nothing he'd ever encountered before could or would instill fear in him like that.

He shuddered at the thought of fangirls.