A/N: Hi guys! Sorry it's been so long since I posted anything. I've had too much homework and a really bad case of writer's block. Here's the prologue to my new Doctor Who fic to make it up to you. hopefully, the whole story is finished by tomorrow night (that's what I'm planning). If you have any ideas, just message me!
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who. anything pertaining to Doctor who in this story is copyrighted by the BBC.
Please R&R!
12:05 AM
RING
"Help me, Sammy! You've got to help me!"
"With what? I'm a little bit busy."
"It's pretty important…"
"And what I'm doing isn't?"
"Listen, Veronica, I need to watch this."
"So your TV show is more important than the fact that I'm running away from a dalek as we speak?"
"Yes, and it's not TV… I'm trying not to blink because there's a fracking weeping angel in my kitchen!"
RING
"One sec, Veronica, there's someone on the other line."
"Bu—"
CLICK
"Hey Marcus—"
"There's a cyberman walking around my house, and I'm trapped in my closet. Help me…"
RING
"Not again… Jeremy, let me pick this up."
"No! Please don't leave me! I don't want to be converted!"
"Just be really quiet, and hope that our parents don't come home from work early because it's the Friday before Christmas."
"Please don't han—"
CLICK
"Sammy? It's me, Jeremy. There seems to be some sort of disturbance at Veronica's house with a dalek, and I was going to you for ideas…"
"Really? I just got off of the phone with— You know what? Never mind. Get over to my house pronto. I need a third set of eyes; my little brother isn't too reliable."
"Okay. I'm on my way."
"Also, can you set up a conference call?"
"I'm on it. Just let me get the truck."
"Adios. I have to concentrate."
CLICK