A/N: Just a little something I wrote to pass writers block on my next story. And it's based on the Aussie Idol Judges so sorry to all you Americans and Brits out there. I've written it in script format.
Dalek: Exterminate! (To the tune of DHT featuring Edmee Listen to your heart) Listen to my cry! When I'm killing you! Listen to my cry before you tell me goodbye.
Kyle: I thought it was pus. You're an ugly mutant and this isn't ugly idol. It's a definite no from, me mate.
Dalek: Exterminate!
(Kyle 1 drops dead and Dicko pops up)
Marcia: Finally, welcome back Ian. Now Mr Dalek guy, it was better than the slitheen's performance. I believe that you can go quite far in this, maybe just work a little harder. It's a yes from me.
(Dalek turns to Mark eyeing him carefully)
Mark: I agree with Kyle it's not good enough. Your voice is too bubbly. But with the right amount of practise you can get there next year.
Dalek: I will be back for I am immortal. No one can harm me! I am the God of all Daleks!
(Dalek leaves audition room and the TARDIS materialises in)
(The Doctor, Rose and Jack step out of the TARDIS)
Doctor: Fantastic! Well uh, I'm the Doctor this is Rose and this is –
Jack: Captain Jack Harkness at your service Ms Hines. (kisses her hand)
Doctor: Again Captain, there's a time and a place.
Rose: Where are we?
Doctor: Well it's the 2006 auditions for Australian Idol. Guess it's our turn.
Dicko: Hurry up! We've got a whole days worth of auditions left to go and the less time I spend with Mark, the better.
Rose: Uh, I don't sing. Never. Ever.
Jack: Well hell I'll sing! You'll never find another love like mine –
Rose: - do you know a song that doesn't involve your infatuation for the rest of the universe, Jack.
Jack: Most definitely not.
Doctor: Lets go, they're after singers and quite frankly that isn't us. We'll just be on our way, so toodleoo.
(The trio saunter back into the TARDIS and de-materialise out of the audition room)
(A Cyberman wanders in as if it was lost)
Cyberman: I am Cyberleader, is this or is this not the 2006 Australian Idol auditions.
Dicko: Yes it is. Now hurry it up. Mark's starting to go crazy. Just check out his eyes.
Cyberleader: Very well, today I am singing Don't Cha as performed by the Pussycat Dolls.
Dicko: Well hurry up then love.
Cyberleader: Dontcha wish your master was evil like me? Dontcha wish your master was a freak like me? Dontcha? Dontcha baby? There, that is my performance. Now grade me accordingly and be very very giving.
Mark: Well uh…that was…interesting. If you can even call it that. Uh, sorry but it's a no from me. Just not working for me.
Marcia: I think it was very sweet of you to get up and sing a song like that. But I'm sorry hun it's a no from me.
Dicko: That's all that needs to be said. Good bye.
Cyberleader: This has lasted about as long as my plans for universal domination. And they don't fizzle because I'm not talented; it's that retched Doctor's fault. Farewell and remember you have just denied a real winner.
Mark: Well he's not the first to throw a huge temper tantrum. That was me. But I say lets close up shop and forget about auditions for this year. What do you say?
Marcia: Ian's not even here. He left in the middle of the of your speech right then. Mark?
(Marcia turns around to see Mark and Dicko both gone)
Marcia: Get that Dalek back in here!
Dalek: Yes!
Marcia: You win! You were the best and I cant be stuffed auditioning people on my own. Just don't kill anyone or someone else gets your crown. Maybe that Captain would like it….
(FIN)
There we go. Mindless drabble that I wrote to help pass writer's block on some of my other stories. Please R&R.
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