A/N: Hey all! Alright... I started this about a week ago from today (14/5/09) as a stress reliever. It worked! I had a helluva hectic week with the BIIIG nation-wide test for years 3, 5, 7 and 9. Me being in year nine, the test was more difficult this year. Plus, I also had a maths test that counts for like, 15 percent of my grade for the semester. I think I aced it. *smug look* What?! I can't help it if I buckled down and studied.

Right... this is April Challenge Two, as set by Jessa L'Rynn, a fantastic author.

April Challenge 2: The character or characters of your choice play a harmless prank on the Doctor, also of your choice. Socks should be mentioned at least once by every character, a vegetable has to be accused of being a lethal weapon, and someone must yell "Rube Goldberg..." Your bonus points this month come from mention or use of Four's scarf.

The story will be rather drabbly, every chapter somewhere under 1,000 words. I'll *try* to update every second day. Or, just as soon as the next chapter is written. They don't take long to write, so maybe every day!

Enough of my rambling, ON WITH THE SHOW!!!! ...or story, if you prefer. XP

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Jack Harkness strolled down the TARDIS corridor, looking for something to do. Just a few weeks ago, he had been a con-man, who had almost killed a ton of people accidentally, just for a bit of money. But those days were behind him now. He had,-quite literally- been saved by the lovely Doctor and the even lovelier Rose Tyler.

But, now he was bored. The TARDIS had just shuddered to a stop, and not on a planet where he'd particularly like to be… there were a few girls… and guys out there who'd like nothing more than to smack him one to the face. So, instead of exploring the planet, causing mischief and finding another person to add to the long list of people he'd spent the night with, he had opted to stay in the TARDIS.

He'd been around the TARDIS a few times, but had never actually reached the back of the seemingly never-ending Time Machine. He doubted that even the Doctor had. The ancient machine rumbled, as if responding to Jacks thoughts.

"Where should I go, girl?" Jack asked, patting the coral-like wall beside him.

The lights behind Jack blinked out, as the walls in front of him glowed with a strange luminescence. The TARDIS obviously wanted Jack to follow the lights, so that's what he did.

Ten minutes later, Jack was standing outside a door. One he hadn't encountered before. He opened it carefully; cautious of what might be waiting on the other side.

Relived that nothing had attempted to snap his head off so far, he pushed the door open the whole way and stepped inside the room.

It was dimly lit, and had a feeling about it, as if the room hadn't been used in years. Strangely enough, there was a rank smell about the place…

"Can I smell sweaty socks?" Jack asked to the room at random, wrinkling his nose in distaste.

Suddenly the room was brightly lit, and he discovered the source of the smell. It was indeed, a pile of sweaty socks, sitting inside a container, with 'AIR TIGHT' in large black letters on the front. 'Well,' Jack thought. 'The Doctor should get his money back on that one.'

The TARDIS rumbled, as if she was laughing.

Jack took a closer inspection around the room, and saw that it was an old, disused laboratory. He spied a piece of paper sitting on one of the benches. He snatched it up and started to read.

To the current companion of the Doctor,

My name is not important. Just know that I travelled with the Doctor many, many years ago.

You have found this room, because you are bored. Either the Doctor has left the TARDIS for a period of time and not taken you along, or he's messing around with the console, trying to fix things that don't really need to be fixed. Either way, he has no clue that you have found this room.

I have asked the TARDIS to show the room to a bored companion every once in a while. Just to keep the Doctor on his toes.

See, in this room, it contains a special tablet. Don't worry; they're not harmful to anybody of any species. But every single one of them make the Doctor do completely random things.

The Doctor is NEVER to know about this room or the Tablet. The TARDIS promised me to never let him near it as long as you clean up after yourself.

Sometimes, what the Doctor does under the influence of the Tablet differentiates with the Doctor's different regenerations, and his habits in that regeneration. Sometimes he hallucinates; sometimes he'll walk around almost completely naked. And some other times, he'll do absolutely everything and anything, as long as it's random and it amuses you.

To administer the Tablet to the Doctor, you need to just conceal it in a banana, and leave it lying around somewhere. He'll find it. For some reason, the Doctor has never been able to resist bananas. It'll take effect within the hour.

Don't worry about him at all. The TARDIS will never permit any harm to come to the Doctor or his companions or he can drive or leave the TARDIS, while under the influence of the Tablet. Just sit back and enjoy the ride

The origins of the Tablet… are unknown. I, myself think that the TARDIS developed them, many years ago as a way of amusing herself. I think she has a strange sense of humour.

Have fun.

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Jack looked up from the letter, his grin threatening to crack his face. He had to do this. And he had to include Rose as well. There's no way she wouldn't want to join him. Besides… she'd just be freaked out by the Doctor's strange behaviour.

He grabbed a small tablet from a jar on a bench, and sprinted out the door to find a banana.

He didn't feel the shake that the TARDIS made as she was brimming with excitement from the fun that was sure to come.

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A/N: It's the introduction. So sue me. I promise the next chapter will be up tomorrow. And it'll be more... fun.

Only doing the disclaimer once, so read carefully.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Doctor Who. I am merely an obsessed fan who is crazy enough to write stories about its characters.

Now, I betsa go, coz it's coming on 10 pm, and very soon my mum will come screaming in, telling me to get off the computer.

Farewell my fickle friends, and don't forget to review!

Rose. xx