This is a bit of a crack-parody, and slam it if you must—I love it!!! :D PS—AT/OurDoctor/MattSmithinthepast, this 1s for you!!!
Professor Who looked down at his red Vans bashfully.
"Well, I, um…" he stuttered.
"Ha! I was right!" Marty exclaimed, and she ran out of the SIDRAT (Scientifical Iguanas Dancing Radiantly At Teatime) kitchen.
"Marty, come back!" the Professor groaned, and chased after her.
The two met in the SIDRAT console room.
"You did love her, aye, Pretty Boy?" Marty accused.
"Look, she was nothing--," the Professor stuttered.
"Oh 'she was nothing'! What about all that 'Lilly this', and 'Lilly that' and 'Ohmigod-Marty-you'll-never-be-enough-for-me-'cause-it's-all-about-Lily," Marty cried.
"Look, Marty," the Professor tried to look at her face.
"Just, just go," Marty said, pulling a lever on the SIDRAT.
The SIDRAT began shaking wildly, and Marty harrumphed outside.
"Ex-pur-gate! He—is—the—Pro-fessor!" a robotic voice rasped.
"Oh no! It's the Word Nerd-leks!" Marty screeched, higher and louder than the Word Nerd-leks.
"We—will—re-move—pass-ages—from—well-loved—books," one Word Nerd-lek said.
"No you won't," the Professor said, nonchalantly.
"Why—not?" another Word Nerd-lek asked.
"Because I've got my sonic screwdriver!" the Professor cried, and he held out his screwdriver. He flipped his hair, and flipped the sonic screwdriver into the air—to drop it right in front of the Word Nerd-leks.
"No!" Marty whispered.
"We—have—the—pow-er!" one Word Nerd-lek proclaimed, beaming. "Now—Word—Nerd-lek—Tik—pick—it—up."
"No—you—pick—it—up!"
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