There is one thing which you should never, ever do! Get a Time Lord drunk, well apparently Clara Oswald hadn't got that memo as she woke up in a field. Her head rung more than big ben had in all of time and space combined. She felt a cool breeze flow across her abdomen "Why am I naked!" she reached for the nearest pile of leaves and helplessly tried to smother then over her. She held her arm across her breasts and placed a leaf delicately between her legs and awkwardly shuffled forwards.

"Tardis, nope, Tardis, nada, Tar…dis?" she finally found the blue box. It looked like it had been dragged through the middle of a gang war. It was not only burnt but covered with rather unpleasant messages, "Who the hell is Steven Moffat and why do people hate him so much?" asked Clara as she slowly walked towards the Tardis. She slowly pushed open the main doors revealing the Main Console room.

The first thing she noticed was the Dalek, it looked deactivated, and that didn't make her any less nervous, after entering the Doctors personal timeline she had met them way too many times for her likings. It had a cap placed haphazardly over its domed head and appeared to have been super glued to the floor. "Can you even super glue a Dalek to the floor?" Then she noticed her shredded clothes, glued to the Dalek.

Clara laughed as she held down the Dalek "Exterminate!, Exterminaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate!" The Doctor grabbed a cap off his head and threw it down on the Dalek. "I don't know why you are using glue" shouted Mr Potato head. Wait? Potato head, Strax was there? She shook her head as she grabbed what remained of her super glue covered gloves, her jeans where still intact but her shirt was now a jacket.

"What the hell happened last night?" she looked around for another clue, wait a second, no! A collection of images were scattered across the main monitor "Angie and Archie were here…" Clara spun around to the source of the noise, a dark figure stood in the corner of the room. "How do you know who they are?!"

"Because I was here last night, what I did last night was in the name of Piece and Sanity" the figure stepped into the light, revealing an oldman with a grey beard and long leather Jacket "And not in the name of The Doctor but in the name of Partying!"