On a spacecraft, millions of miles in the cosmos, a race of robots, similar to pepperpots in design, were lamenting the loss of their Emperor, who was destroyed via a powerful beam of time. They are, of course, the Daleks...
"WE MUST TAKE VEN-GENCE IN THIS DRA-STIC LOSS OF OUR EM-PER-OR!" announced one Dalek.
"THE ON-LY WAY TO RE-VI-TA-LISE OUR EM-PER-OR AND RE-BUILD THE DA-LEK RACE IS TO AB-SORB THE EN-ER-GY OF A HER-O FROM A-NO-THER DI-MEN-SION." proclaimed another.
"BUT WHICH ONE MUST WE EX-TER-MIN-ATE?" asked the Dalek.
"SCAN-NERS PICK UP A MUL-TI--DI-MEN-SION OF WHICH THREE OF THE IN-HAB-I-TANTS MATCH UP WITH THE DA-LEK GENE!" said yet another Dalek.
"THE THREE HAVE BEEN PRO-VEN TO BE THE PER-FECT SUB-JECTS." said a black-coloured Dalek. "WE MUST CAP-TURE THEM AT ONCE!
"BUT WHAT OF THE DOC-TOR?" asked the first Dalek. "SURE-LY HE WOULD FIND OUT A-BOUT OUR PLAN?"
"THE DOC-TOR'S TIME MA-CHINE IS UN-A-BLE TO TRA-VERSE THROUGH DI-MEN-SIONS." explained the Supreme Dalek. "HOW-EV-ER, WHILE WE LO-CATE THE CO-OR-DIN-ATES OF THEIR DI-MEN-SION, WE MUST EX-TER-MIN-ATE ALL THOSE WHO STAND IN OUR WAY! SUM-MON THE DA-LEK FLEET AND PRE-PARE FOR TO-TAL EX-TER-MIN-AT-ION!"
As the spacecraft hovered towards the Cartoon Network multi-dimension, the Daleks cried out: "EX-TER-MIN-ATE! EX-TER-MIN-ATE! EX-TER-MIN-ATE!!!"
One thing was for certain: no-one will ever forget the time when a man who could travel through time and space teamed up with a band of heroes to save their universe from a race of aliens...
Doctor Who and the Invasion of the Daleks!
(Note: This story takes place between "The Runaway Bride" and "Smith and Jones")
Chapter 1: The Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends Dimension
Unaware of the recent plot by outside villains, everything in this particular dimension seemed to go like clockwork. At the post office, a red-haired teenage girl was standing in a queue, talking to someone on her mobile phone. She was holding a lot of parcels.
"I know, Grandma," she said, "I won't be late! I know where it is!"
Very soon, she got to the front of the line. "Can you send them for the next day?" she asked, before speaking back into her phone:
"No, no, Grandma, I won't be long; I'm just talking to the Post Office guy!"
"I have a name, you know!" cried the clerk, pointing to his name tag."
"Sorry!" she replied, trying to see the tag. "Glen...is helping me with my packages. No, I have plenty of time!"
The people at the queue were perplexed by the voices going on from the phone. They could hear a lot of squawking and someone repeatedly saying "COCO!" over and over again.
"Insurance?" asked the clerk.
"NO!" shouted the teenage girl.
"You don't have to get huffy..." moaned Glen.
"No, no!" she replied. "I wasn't talking to you..."
The crowd were getting impatient. "GET OFF THE PHONE!" one yelled.
"Look, I'm sorry," the girl said, then continued talking into her phone. "No, I don't need any stamps!" She cupped her hand over the phone. "Do you have any of those stamps with the classic sneakers on them? Could you, please?" she asked Glen.
"Yes," he replied. "But they're in t'back. I'll have to go and get them."
The girl sweated. Already the queue was getting longer and more impatient. Just then, a wailing of "Gotta go! Gotta go! Gotta go!" was heard. The voice seemed annoying to those who heard it, similar to that of the Crazy Frog. A yellow, strange creature was pushing the Post Office door in frustration.
The girl looked angrily at the creature. It was trying to push when the door read 'PULL'! Luckily, a man pulled open the door, and the creature walked outside. The teenager sighed and carried on talking.
"Look, Grandma. I'll said I'll be there! I'm still in the queue!"
The voices and noises on the phone seemed to get louder and louder. She turned to Glen, who had just come from the storeroom.
"Sorry," mumbled the teenager. "She doesn't want them any more. Do you still have the Muscle Card series?"
The queue descendent into moans and groans as Glen walked back into the storeroom. The parcels were STILL on the desk! The girl collapsed into a heap on the desk...
Meanwhile, inside a blue police box that was hurtling through space, a brown-suited man was looking at what seemed like a wallet. He was the Doctor, the Last of the Time Lords, in his Tenth incarnation. He had just helped a bride who, somehow, managed to get into his ship, the TARDIS, soon after a war between two robots: the Daleks and the Cybermen. Her name was Donna, and she was packed full of Huon energy, of which another alien, the Empress of the Racnoss, secretly implanted into her with the help of a plucky human being. His previous companion, Rose Tyler, was sucked into another dimension, the only dimension his ship couldn't get through unless he was prepared to live in the dimension forever. Now alone, the Doctor wondered whether he could find another companion...
But that was until the co-ordinates to the planet Skaro, the home of the Daleks, somehow emerged onto his Psychic Paper, the wallet he was holding. How could the Daleks survive the war between the Cybermen? The Cult of Skaro, a group of Daleks who dared to imagine the unimaginable, were destroyed (or so he thought) as well, so who could be requiring his assistance? The Doctor decided to travel there and see what's what.
"I mustn't lose sight of these co-ordinates." he said to himself. "The Psychic Paper's important to me, and if I let any thought smear its pages, then the co-ordinates will be lost."
He took hold of a spare post-it note and wrote down the co-ordinates carefully. Just then, the Cloister Bell in the TARDIS sounded its deathly trings. The Doctor, never hesitating a second, looked at the Visual Scanner.
"Oh, no!" he cried. "The TARDIS is being pulled out of this dimension and into another one!"
The TARDIS shook as it felt itself being pulled from one dimension to the other. The Doctor swayed and shook. "It must be an overload of Huon energy!" he cried, remembering his previous adventure. Very soon, the TARDIS began to materialize...
The teenage girl eventually walked out of the Post Office, and decided to look for the yellow creature who escaped. She walked to a multi-coloured bus with the words 'FOSTERS' printed on its side. Just as she took out the bus key and entered the door, she heard a strange groaning sound coming from the alley next to the Post Office. She climbed down from the steps and walked towards the alley. She saw a blue box appearing out of nowhere. But the box seemed bulgy to her. Just then, its doors opened. The girl gasped. She saw a pink, bulgy man wearing a brown suit and blue shirt and trousers step out.
The girl walked forward, all the while shocked at the sight.
The man saw her, bemused all the same at the cartoony sight that met his eyes.
"Ah, hello!" he said. "Don't run away; I'm the Doctor, and who are you?"
"My name, well, it's Frankie." said the girl.
"Frankie, eh?" thought the Doctor. "I've met a Peri and a Nyssa before. I've even had the pleasure of having a Romana on board. But not a Frankie."
"Are you alright?" asked Frankie.
"Well, my blue box is, er, broken." explained the Doctor. "Do you know a place that has a couple of tools?"
"Well, I'm going back to my Grandma's." said Frankie. "As soon as I've found Cheese."
"Cheese?" asked the Doctor. "You'll get them in supermarkets and groceries."
"No, no!" giggled Frankie. "Cheese is an imaginary friend. My Grandma runs a retirement home especially for people like Cheese! Want to come along?"
"OK." grinned the Doctor.
Frankie and the Doctor walked into the bus and drove off. Each of them were beginning to have doubts. Frankie wandered where this 'Doctor' person came from, why was he so...different from the others? The Doctor was still thinking over the co-ordinates for the planet Skaro. He didn't notice the TARDIS door blow open by a stray gust of wind, causing the post-it note to blow away after the TARDIS door was closed...
Eventually, Frankie found Cheese, still wailing "Gotta go! Gotta go! Gotta go!". She budged open the door and, still driving, asked "Where do you want to go? Home? The store? The bathroom?"
"GOTTA GO! GOTTA GO! GOTTA GO!" yelled Cheese, as if to answer her question. The Doctor, from his window, looked at Cheese and then took out his Sonic Screwdriver. He waved it over the creature running outside and looked down at the analysis.
"Fascinating!" he thought. "It has a composite body and organs, yet people call it an imaginary friend."
Just then, Frankie braked hard. Cheese had wandered into the road, causing all sorts of chaos.
"Hang on, Frankie!" called the Doctor. I'm coming!"
Frankie and the Doctor chased after Cheese. The Doctor, being the more athletic, ran past Cheese and leapt for him. A perfect grab!
"Thanks, Doctor!" panted Frankie.
"He's a strange friend of yours." commented the Doctor, running some more tests with the Sonic Screwdriver. Frankie saw him.
"What's that device you've got there?" she asked. "You're not gonna hurt him, are you?"
"No, no!" replied the Doctor. "This is my Sonic Screwdriver. Brilliant gadget, this! Where I come from, it can do anything. It seems it can do anything in this dimension, too!"
""This dimension"?" thought Frankie as they made their way back to the bus. "I wander what he means?"
The Doctor watched on bemused through the journey as this 'Cheese' creature kept saying "GOTTA GO! GOTTA GO! GOTTA GO!" He, throughout all of his journeys through time and space, had never seen such a lively and boisterous creature. Eventually, he found himself at a cinema. Outside, a boy, in a similar design to Frankie, dimension-wise, was waiting for her.
"Frankie?" he asked, just as Cheese ran past him. Frankie came out, along with the Doctor.
"Frankie, why is Cheese keep saying 'Gotta go'?" he asked. "And who is your boyfriend?"
"He is not my boyfriend!" snapped Frankie, who by now was feeling very aggitated indeed. "He's called the Doctor!"
And with that, she stormed into the cinema.
The boy looked up at the bulgy-looking person.
"The Doctor?" he asked.
"Correctamundo!" laughed the Doctor. "I really need to stop saying these things!" he thought. "And you are?" he asked the boy.
"Mac." replied the boy. "Wanna go to the cinema with me?"
"Why not?" smiled the Doctor, who by now was caught up in these strange turn-of-events too much to think about the mysterious co-ordinates...
"Where does he need to go?" asked Mac, as soon as he and the Doctor caught up with Frankie.
"I don't know!" she snapped. "But if he doesn't shut up, I'll tell him where he can go!"
The Doctor smiled to himself at the conversation, then looked up at the title over the cinema billboard: 14: NEW PREMIER MOVIE!DESTRUCTIVE ROBOTS FROM ANOTHER WORLD! it read.
"I've seen so many of them before!" he commented.
"Bloo?" asked Frankie. "Are you in there?"
Just then, her phone ran again.
"Who's Bloo?" asked the Doctor. "Where one of my friends come from, it's the name of a toilet cleaner!"
"He's my imaginary friend!" chuckled Mac. "And I think he won't be pleased if you told him his name is on a toilet cleaner! Oh, who is your friend?"
"Well, she's not imaginary..." sighed the Doctor, thinking of past events. "Her name is--or was, Rose Tyler. She was with me before I've met up with you."
Mac felt sad. "I'm sorry about your friend's death." he replied.
"Mac," said the Doctor. "I need you to keep a secret. I think Frankie is more than worked up to hear about it at the moment."
"I'll tell it to her later," said Mac.
"Thanks." said the Doctor. "Oh, and I'm sure your imaginary friends would love to hear it as well--only don't make them tell it to the public! The Christmas before last, I got into a right mess due to a Sycorax invasion..."
"Well, tell it to me!" said Mac, eager to hear about the Doctor's mystery.
"I'm not from this world." said the Doctor, truthfully. "I'm not even from Earth, or any other world apart from Gallifrey. I'm the last of a race called the Time Lords. My ship, the TARDIS, took on too much energy and I was pulled to your world by mistake."
Mac, shocked by this revelation, bravely took it in. Meanwhile, during their conversation, Frankie was talking like mad in her phone...
"Grandma! I'm at the cinema, now! Keep still! No, not you, Grandma! I was talking to Cheese, and..."
Cheese wriggled free from Frankie's grasp and took off, still crying out his mantra. He collided with some kids carrying popcorn, tumbling them down like skittles.
"We'll get them!" called Mac, as he and the Doctor gave chase. They crashed through the popcorn stand.
"Er, I don't think you guys are allowed in here!" called the attendant.
"It's just a publicity stunt!" called the Doctor, flashing his Psychic Paper at the attendant, all the while dodging popcorn and cola.
"Excuse me," called Frankie. "I'm looking for a friend. He's blue and round, and..."
"I think you'll find he's over there." replied the attendant, pointing to another door marked '14'.
Just then, Mac grabbed a popcorn bucket and firmly jumped onto Cheese. "I got him!" he cried.
The Doctor raced over to Frankie. "Nifty friend you've got there!" he said.
"Thanks!" blushed Frankie.
"I think it's time to tell her your secret." suggested Mac.
The Doctor whispered into Frankie's ear. Frankie felt her heart skip a beat. "Really?" she asked.
"Yes." nodded the Doctor gravely.
"It does explain the blue box I saw..." she said.
Just then, the box began to jump around, mumbling "Gotta go! Gotta go! Gotta go!" again and again.
"Quick! Find Bloo!" Mac cried to Frankie and the Doctor.
"Roger!" Frankie cried as she and her new friend ran to the door.
"Who's gonna pay for all this?" wondered the attendant...
As Frankie and the Doctor entered the room, the Doctor caught sight of a strange, familar shape. Even though it looked two-dimensional, it was gold in colour, had an eyestalk and several spheres attached to its pepperpot-shaped body...
"It can't be!" he thought. "I thought I defeated them!"
The movie showed three tuxedoed men firing laser guns at the robot. The lasers bounced off the pepperpot robot, before it fired a beam from its laser at a woman. Levitating into a circular spaceship, it took off.
"JANETTE!" screamed one of the besuited men. "What has happened to her?"
One of the more intelligent besuited men stepped forward. "The Kelads have finished her off! They're searching for someone more suited to their needs!"
All the while, a blue, thumb-shaped creature was watching dumbstruck in amazement, all the while sucking on a cup of soda. An older boy next to him snatched the soda angrily.
Frankie and the Doctor crept down the aisle silently, trying to find this 'Bloo' character. Just then, Frankie's phone went off. Everyone, including the thumb-shaped creature, shushed at her! They didn't seem to notice the extra, more alien-looking man following her, the way they were annoyed!
Meanwhile, the blue creature carried on watching the film. The pepperpot robots had captured a man, and they were talking in a monosyllabic robotic voice.
His gaze was caught off guard, however, when Mac and Cheese whizzed past him, across the audience. The Doctor saw Frankie being covered in a goopy substance.
"Cheese is covered in butter flavouring!" explained Mac.
"It seems like you live in exactly the same soceity humans do!" mused the Doctor. "Except humans don't have imaginary friends with them. Mind you, I did see a girl once who trapped me in a painting as if I was her imaginary friend..."
"GET A GRIP, LADY!" called a voice, which seemed to be coming from the thumb-shaped creature. "DON'T YOU KNOW MOVIES ARE NOT THE PLACE FOR CHILDREN TO PLAY IN!?"
"You must be Bloo..." coaxed the Doctor as he approached the imaginary friend.
"He did it!" Bloo said to Frankie, pointing at the Doctor.
Back in the bus, Frankie was talking to her Grandma over the phone, whilst Mac was telling Bloo about the Doctor.
"I suppose I oughta apologise about earlier..." mumbled Bloo.
"Don't mention it!" said the Doctor. "Besides, I seem to get into trouble wherever I go. Do you know I can travel in time and space?"
"Really?" piped up Bloo.
"It must be in his ship of his." mused Mac, from where he was struggling with Cheese. "What was it called again?"
"The TARDIS." explained the Doctor. "Time And Relative Dimensions in Space. Although some people often refer to Dimensions as Dimension, but that doesn't bother me."
Just then, he heard a SLAP! as Mac came back to his seat with a black eye.
"Let me guess..." asked the Doctor.
"You're right." sighed Mac. "Oh, and Bloo, I would like to thank you for your help." he added sarcastically.
"HELP!?" spluttered Bloo, "WHO'S GONNA HELP JANETTE!?"
"Who is Janette?" asked Mac.
A familar cry of "GOTTA GO! GOTTA GO! GOTTA GO!" echoed through the bus. Mac sighed.
"Now I'll never know if Janette was finished off or not!" moaned Bloo.
"Oh, the movie?" asked Mac. "We'll rent the DVD when it comes out. Doctor, do you know when it comes out?"
"Nope, sorry!" said the Doctor. "I've never travelled in time and space in your dimension, before."
"Yeah," continued Bloo. "But what if we're attacked by Kelads and be taken away in their spaceship, or even worse, finished off?"
"Hang on a second..." quizzed the Doctor. "I've heard of that name somewhere before..."
Bloo ignored him. "That movie contained vital information, Mac! VITAL INFORMATION! COME-BACK-TO-LIFEY INFORMATION!"
"We're here!" sighed Frankie, as she pulled up at a dentist's. Another imaginary friend walked in. This time, it looked like a bird of paradise, but it kept saying "COCO! COCO-COCO-COCO!" over and over.
"That's Coco." Mac notified to the Doctor.
"Well I never!" smiled the Doctor. "Rose would never believe me...if she was here, that is..."
"Coco, sorry I'm late!" gasped Frankie. "We met this bizarre alien thing called the Doctor and..."
But before she could explain anything else, Cheese ran towards the dentist's door.
"Don't even ask!" cried Frankie as she, Mac, the Doctor and Bloo gave chase...
In the dentist's, a purple-coloured, fuzzy monster was talking to a frightened boy in a chair. "It's going to be OK! Don't be scared!" he said in a growly, Mexican-sounding voice.
Cheese ran through. "Cheese!" gasped the purple monster. "What are you doing here, man?"
The Doctor and the others ran through.
"Hey! It's me amigos!" cried the monster as he gripped Coco and Mac in his arms. "And who's your new amigo?"
"His name's the Doctor." explained Bloo. He then turned to the Doctor. "That's Eduardo."
"Ah, I see." explained the Doctor. "Bloo, you go and tell Coco and Eduardo my secret, I'll deal with Cheese."
Cheese ran past, knocking things down and breaking objects faster than the Doctor had ever seen.
Everyone in the waiting room ran for their lives as what seemed like four imaginary friends, one strange humanoid, a girl and a boy chased across their path. Eventually, the dentist came in.
"Sorry...we're...late.." gasped Frankie.
"Miss Foster!" exclaimed the dentist. "We've explained this before: in order to put Eduardo down, we need to use TWICE the anesthesia! It's imperiative you pick him up BEFORE he wakes up or else..."
But the intoxicated Eduardo belly-slammed onto the dentist.
"So THAT's why he was so lively!" thought the Doctor.
"I know, but I can't stop!" cried Frankie.
While everyone was caught up in the chaos, the Doctor and Bloo wandered over to Eduardo. By now, Eduardo was knocked out and had gone to sleep.
"Listen," said the Doctor. "These Kelads, I have them back where I come from...they're my mortal enemy."
"Oh," said Bloo. "Do you have this film, too?"
"No, no!" gasped the Doctor, fearing the worst. "They're called the Daleks. An evil scientist created them on his planet. They are like your 'Kelads', but they're real!"
"Yeah, sure, whatever," mumbled Bloo, as he picked up a discarded magazine that flew out of the chase earlier on. He then looked at an article which made him and the Doctor shiver.
On it was a picture of what seemed like several circular spaceships attacking humans, while several peppepot-shaped creatures were levitating, firing out blasts from what seemed like laser guns on their right-hand side. A sink plunger was equipped to their left-hand sides. The words on the top of the picture read: SPACE ALIENS ATTACK!
Bloo looked at Cheese, who was still wailing "Gotta go! Gotta go! Gotta go!". "Where does he want to go?" he thought. Bloo looked at the article again. "To the aliens! Of course! What were their names again?" He then remembered the Doctor's words. "The Daleks!" he thought again. Bloo then looked at the comatose Eduardo. Could the Daleks have destroyed Eduardo while they were chasing Cheese? As the Doctor went off to assist the dentist in putting Eduardo back on the chair, Bloo saw a post-it note blow through the window. He caught it. "What are these strange numbers?" he thought. "Could they be where the Daleks live?" As he pocketed the post-it note, Bloo said to himself, "It all makes SENSE!"
In the bus, Frankie was talking endlessly to her Grandma, while the Doctor was talking to Mac, Coco and Eduardo about the Daleks.
"I'm sure they are here!" he insisted.
"But we haven't seen any Daleks today!" replied Mac.
"I know. But they always seem to appear at the last moment." he said. "The last time I saw them was when I was at a building called Torchwood. Robots called the Cybermen came from another world to convert humans into their own race. The Daleks followed them through in a spherical ship. They were after the Genesis Ark; a prison we Time Lords stored the Daleks in after the Great Time War. It soon led to a battle between the Daleks and the Cybermen. I sucked them through the Time Void, but at the cost of seeing Rose enter through the Cybermens' world."
"COCO-COCO?" asked Coco.
"I think it's true, Coco." replied Mac.
As the Doctor became lost in his memories, Mac heard Bloo hissing at him, just as Cheese came rushing past. He handed Mac the magazine he came across earlier, as well as the post-it note.
"Weekly Diet Tips?" read Mac.
"NO!" cried Bloo. "Look on the OTHER page! Those things want Cheese! He's an enemy of the DALEKS!"
"Oh, geez!" moaned Mac. "I can't believe you!"
"But what about the post-it note?" hissed Bloo.
"You just made it up!" insisted Mac.
"You gotta read it, Mac! It's all part of some alien conspiracy! It says the Daleks sent out super-secret Dalek agents to do super-secret stuff for them! To FINISH US OFF!"
"Bloo!" said Mac angrily.
"But look at Ed!" cried Bloo. "They already finished HIM off! Now, listen! It says that their missions are top secret, and if the Daleks' missions are found out, they will destroy the one who discovered it! All we gotta do is..."
But before Bloo could finish, Mac flung the magazine out of the window. "Now, stop being a doofus!" he retorted.
Bloo returned to his seat and looked at the post-it note. "It seems the numbers are calling out to me!" he thought.
Frankie yelled into the phone. "WE'RE GETTING THERE, GRANDMA!"
Meanwhile, in a courtroom, Frankie's grandmother was speaking on the other end.
"Don't get ratty with me, Sweetie!" she said. "You'd better be here in two shakes of a lamb's tail!"
"Madam?" inquired the judge. "I have a lot of cases today..."
"Of course you do, dearie!" giggled the elderly woman. Next to her was a red, tall creature with a tie, studying a book. To her right was a green, one-eyed, thin creature.
"Is the defense ready?" asked the judge.
"Ooh!" said the tall creature. "I'm sorry, the witnesses aren't here yet!"
"Well, Mr. Comb," said the judge to the thin monster. "Since you are here, why don't you start?"
"Certainly, Your Majesty", said Comb, shuffling his papers. "She did it!"
"NO I DIDN'T!" snapped the woman.
"Madam Foster!" ordered the judge. "Please refrain from your outbursts!"
"All right, sweetie!" said Madam Foster.
Comb continued. "She took my stuff and she won't give it back to me!"
"LIES! ALL LIES!" screamed Madam Foster.
"Madam Foster! Please remain calm!" snapped the judge.
"Pardon my French, dear!" said Madam Foster. "What he is saying is a bunch of baloney!"
"No!" argued Comb. "It was half of a tuna sandwhich!"
"HALF!" snapped Madame Foster. "THAT WAS MY TUNA SANDWICH AND YOU KNOW IT, COMB! IT WAS...!"
"Order!" berated the judge. "One more outburst from you and I will find you incomptent! Mr Comb, did you make the sandwhich?"
"No." said Comb.
"Was the sandwich for you? Did you eat the other half?"
"Nope."
"Well, then. How was it your sandwich?"
"I wrote my name on it!"
"You wrote your NAME on it?!"
"In mustard."
Madame Foster turned to the red creature. "Wilt, you're my counsel, do something!" she snapped.
"Er, objection?" he asked the judge.
"Objection!?" spluttered the judge. "On what grounds?"
"I...don't know, sorry." Wilt admitted.
The judge sighed, and turned to Madam Foster. "Madam Foster, in light of Mr. Comb's testimony, unless you have proof or witnesses..."
"Oh, but I do!" exclaimed Madam Foster. "I have more witnesses than you can shake a stick at."
Meanwhile, a strange, elephantine-like creature was watching the whole scene, speaking into a communicator device. "Yes...yes...yes!" it whispered.
"I have more witnesses than you can ever imagine!" continued Madam Foster. "They're just not here yet!"
"In that case, I award full penalty to Mr. Comb!"
Madam Foster was shocked!
"A whole tuna sandwhich, plus compensation for his chips and soda!"
"Oh, yes!" cried Comb in triumph.
Eventually, the bus pulled near the court.
"Mac! Coco!" cried Frankie. "You two are witnesses! Quickly, go!"
Mac and Coco raced off the bus and towards the courtroom.
"Bloo! You and the Doctor look after Eduardo and Cheese!" she ordered Bloo.
"Us!" cried Bloo. "But--"
"Whatever you do, don't let them off the bus!" she said through gritted teeth.
The Doctor walked out of the bus.
"I just remembered something!" he cried. "Bloo, did you see a post-it note somewhere?"
"Like this one?" said Bloo, pulling out a post-it note and waving it in front of the Doctor.
"That's the fella!" exclaimed the Doctor. "That has the co-ordinates for the planet Skaro. I was heading towards that planet, but my TARDIS got pulled into this dimension!"
Bloo closed the doors and put on the loudspeaker. "DALEKS! I'VE GOT WHAT YOU WANT! YOUR PERFECT SPECIMEN! YOUR FINISHING-THEM-OFF DAYS ARE OVER!! DO YA HEAR ME? O-VER! YOU CAN STOP TAKING OVER OUR PLANET!"
Bloo then caught hold of Eduardo's belt and tied it to Cheese. He then tied one end to a chair.
"The signal's too weak!" he moaned. Bloo then remembered the post-it note. "Of course! The observatory! I could type in the numbers on their computer and broadcast my message there! he cried.
Bloo then sped off towards the observatory. The Doctor felt like he could kick himself.
"I knew I should have fixed the doors!" he moaned. "Bloo could cause a major invasion! OH, AND IT'S 'EXTERMINATING'!" he shouted at the speeding bus.
"I don't know what the deal is!" puzzled Frankie as she and the others walked back outside. "It's just a tuna sandwich!"
"With chips and a soda!" added Comb.
Madam Foster began to shout, but Wilt covered her mouth!
"Er, guys," said Mac as he saw the now-gone bus. "We have a problem..."
"We certainly do!" cried the Doctor. "Bloo took my post-it note that has the co-ordinates to the planet Skaro! He is going to contact my arch-enemies, the Daleks."
"The Daleks?" asked Wilt. "And who are you?"
"I'll explain later!" called back the Doctor. "Now, if I was an arrogant little imaginary friend with the co-ordinates to one of the most technologically-advanced planets in the outer reaches of my Solar System, where would I go?"
"The observatory?" asked Frankie.
"The observatory!" cried the Doctor in excitement. "Come on, we'll take the TARDIS!"
"You do that!" said Comb. "I'm off to celebrate!"
Bloo arrived at the observatory, which was perched on top of a mountain. To Bloo, it seemed familar, but he couldn't place his finger on it...
"Time to take you home!" he cried to Cheese. "I'm sure the Daleks will be pleased!"
While Bloo and Cheese made their way to the observatory, they were unaware of the large elephantine-like creature from before recording everything that's going on. As soon as Bloo and Cheese entered the laboratory, the creature yelled out "Yes!" before he was teleported away...
The TARDIS materialized at the entrance of the observatory.
"I never knew your blue box was dimensionaly trancendental!" exclaimed Wilt as he and the rest stepped outside.
"Well, a lot of people I meet say it's bigger on the inside than it is out!" laughed the Doctor. "You're the first one to say it by its proper name! Now, to deal with Bloo before this world falls to the Daleks!"
Bloo ran towards the observatory's computer room. He punched in the numbers, and began his communication, just as the Doctor and his friends burst right in:
"DALEKS! ATTENTION, PLEASE! I'VE GOT YOUR IDEAL SPECIMEN RIGHT HERE! HIS NAME IS CHEESE! YOO-HOO! DA-LEKS! YOUR SPECIMEN IS HERE!"
"Bloo!" cried the Doctor.
"WHAT'S THE MATTER, DALEKS? YOU'RE TOO CHICKEN TO DEAL WITH ME? DALEKS? HELLO?"
"BLOO!" shouted the Doctor.
Bloo jumped.
"Frankie! Doctor! Everyone! You're just in time for me to save the world from the Daleks!"
"Do you realise what you have done?" shouted the Doctor. "You have summoned my dimension's most ruthless and powerful enemies to come into your dimension, which they can very well do, and exterminate everything in sight! And, to top it off, you've called them 'chicken'!"
"But I..." began Bloo.
"Never mind!" cried the Doctor. "We must wait here until the Daleks detect your signal."
And, sure enough...
"A-LERT! A-LERT!" cried one Dalek. "WE HAVE BEEN DE-TEC-TED!"
"PLAY TRANS-MIT-TED SIG-NAL ON THE COM-MUN-I-CAT-IONS BAR-RI-ER!" ordered another Dalek.
The Daleks saw Bloo talking to them, telling them about a perfect specimen that they could use, and calling them chicken.
"THE DA-LEKS HAVE NO CON-CEPT OF FEAR!" ordered the Supreme Dalek. "RAISE COM-MUN-I-CAT-IONS BAR-RI-ER!"
Just as the barrier began to rise, the Supreme Dalek caught sight of something it recognised.
"WAIT!" it ordered. "RE-WIND IM-AGE BY NINE RELS!"
As the signal was rewound and played back, the Daleks saw their arch-nemesis, the Doctor!
"IT IS THE DOC-TOR!" cried one Dalek.
"HE MUST HAVE BEEN SENT HERE BY SOME UN-KNOWN SOURCE! JUST AS OUR A-GENT PRE-DIC-TED!" said another.
"BE-GIN VI-SU-AL LINK!" ordered the Supreme Dalek.
At the observatory, everyone watched as the three Daleks came into view. Bloo shuffled back in horror.
"They're real!" he gasped. "And I called them chicken!"
"DOC-TOR!" called the Supreme Dalek.
"I knew you were up to no good!" said the Doctor angrily. "How did you survive the battle between the Cybermen?"
"WE WERE NOT PRE-SENT AT THE BAT-TLE." the Supreme Dalek answered. "WE ES-CAP-ED FROM THE GAME STA-TION BE-FORE YOUR COM-PAN-I-ON O-BLI-TER-AT-ED THE EMP-ER-OR DA-LEK."
One Dalek rasied a lever, and a beam was wrapped around Cheese, teleporting him to their spacecraft.
"What have you done with Cheese?" snapped Frankie.
"THE SPEC-I-MEN OUR SIG-NAL TOLD US WILL BE TA-KEN TO CON-VER-SION." replied the Dalek.
"You lot aren't very nice!" snapped Madam Foster. "Not very nice at all!"
"SI-LENCE!" the Supreme Dalek snapped back, causing Madam Foster to step back in fear.
"What are you up to this time?" asked the Doctor.
"WE ARE SEARCH-ING FOR THREE SUB-JECTS WHO HAVE THE DA-LEK GENE." the black-coloured Dalek replied. "THEY ARE THE ONES NE-CES-SAR-Y FOR RES-SUR-EC-TING THE EMP-ER-OR DA-LEK. UN-TIL WE FIND THEM, YOUR U-NI-VERSE WILL BE OURS FOR THE TA-KING!"
"And I'll be the one stopping you from doing that!" the Doctor roared.
"BUT YOU DON'T KNOW THE EX-ACT CO-OR-DIN-ATES OF OUR SHIP! HOW DO YOU KNOW WHERE WE ARE?"
"I'll find a way." the Doctor mused. "Besides, we can single-handedly stop your plan! I can easily destroy three Daleks if I wanted to!"
And with that, he switched the computer screen off.
"Now, what do we do?" asked Frankie.
"You lot are going for a trip in the TARDIS." smiled the Doctor. "We're going to stop the Daleks from taking over your world!"
"But I was going to do that!" whined Bloo.
"Yes," said the Doctor. "But now we're going to do it my way! Is that clear?"
"I suppose so..." muttered Bloo.
"But, who are the ones that the Daleks need?" asked Mac. "Is Cheese one of them?"
"I don't think so." replied the Doctor. "Cheese isn't a human. Some humans have been implanted with the Dalek Gene. I think they captured Cheese so that they can convert him into one of their own!"
"Just as I thought!" added Bloo.
"Luckily my TARDIS can pick up any signs of Dalek activity." said the Doctor. "But until the Daleks are stopped, I have no chance of getting back home..."
So, the Doctor and his new companions returned to the TARDIS and disappeared, beginning a new mission to stop the Daleks at their own costs.
One of the Daleks adjusted levers and dials as the Supreme Dalek began to transmit a signal of its own.
"CI-TI-ZENS OF THE U-NI-VERSE! YOU ARE NOW AT THE MER-CY OF THE OUT-SIDE RACE KNOWN AS THE DA-LEKS! YOUR AR-MIES COM-BIN-ED WILL NOT BE ABLE TO DES-TROY THE DA-LEKS! WE WILL EX-TER-MIN-ATE EVERY-ONE UN-TIL WE FIND THE ONES WE RE-QUIRE! EX-TER-MIN-ATE! EX-TER-MIN-ATE!"
The Supreme Dalek turned the link off and made the communications barrier return to its usual spot.
"THE DOC-TOR THINKS THAT WE CAN SIN-GLE-HAN-DED-LY CON-QUER THE U-NI-VERSE!" it spoke. "BUT HE IS WRONG! WITH OUR AD-VANC-ED TECH-NO-LO-GY, WE WILL EX-TER-MIN-ATE THE MUL-TI-DI-MEN-SION!"
As it turned towards the window, several more spacecrafts began to appear, each filled to the brim with Daleks. And each of the citizens of the multi-dimension could hear their battlecry for the first time:
"EX-TER-MIN-ATE! EX-TER-MIN-ATE!! EX-TER-MIN-ATE!!!
To Be Continued...