What will happen to Tiny Clanger!? Mork of course, this is being written late at night, likely to be spelling + grammar mistakes.
"Stay away! Or the rocks may hit you!" Tiny called, and the Soup Dragon aknowledged this with a Soup-Dragon-Like roar. Like those possessed, the Doctor, Jo and Major Clanger dug into the solid rock, and Tiny Clanger turned away.
"No, I must stop- No! They must not stop- No they must!" Tiny Clanger fell on the floor and began to scream silently. "I must fight, I ... must ... fight ... but ... can't. You are the Master, and I will obey you! For you are the Master and I will obey you! What was that? Stop repeating myself, it's not helping matters? Okay then!" With that, Tiny Clanger fainted.
The villain in this dastardly plot of horror, the Master, sat on a rather fetching deckchair he had deviously pinched and looking at something unexplained. He did this a lot, most noticably during Survival, where he seemed to just be able to talk to cats on a totally different planet. Ain't he clever? He must have picked that little trick up here, for this is before he took over the body of Tremas. This time the Master was talking to Tiny Clanger, and watched as his poor little minion made the Doctor, Jo, and Major Clanger do hard menial labour.
The Doctor was just digging his shovel into the rock when Tiny Clanger's control over him ceased with Tiny's faint. He fell over in exhaustion, and Jo and Major Clanger had to carry him into the TARDIS. When inside they deposited him onto a bedchair Jo had hunted down, while Major Clanger fed him leftover soup from the previous dinner, and blue string pudding, neither of which were to the Doctor's tastes, the soup was cold and the blue string pudding well, string.
"What's wrong with the Doctor?!" Jo questioned the Major, but before he could reply, Tiny Clanger crawled into the TARDIS, in a bad emotional state.
"Tiny Clanger!" they exclaimed in unison, and Jo ran over and picked Tiny up. Finding no suitable warm place for Tiny to recover, Major Clanger came up with the astounding idea of stuffing Tiny into the Doctor's pocket. Then he left the TARDIS and called a meeting of all the Clangers.
"We must continue to help the Soup Dragon!" he announced, and began to distribute spades, shovels, and pickaxes, then grabbed something that Jo handed him. He looked at her questioningly.
"It's a pneumatic drill," Jo explained, and turned it on. The noise caused the Clanger's to dive for cover, and also woke up the two sleepers. The Doctor staggered out, while Tiny Clanger hitched a ride. The Clangers ventured out, to see Major Clanger riding upon the drill, clinging on for dear life, and sinking deeper and deeper into the rock. The Soup Dragon could be heard yelling out, as Major Clanger disappeared down into the wells with a yelp. The Soup Dragon jumped out with Major Clanger, still clutching his new toy, clinging onto her tail. Major Clanger stood up, and straightened his armour. Small Clanger bent over to pick up the drill.
"Sod off! Sod off!" the Major yelled at Small, and snatched the drill, promptly turned in on and jumped on.
"WEEHEEHEE!" Major Clanger whooped, not caring that he was sinking deeper into the planet. Despite him not being over the soup wells, his disappeared into the hole. They heard a gasp, a yelp, a curse, another gasp, then a "Stop repeating yourself, it's not helping matters!", and finally a "SOD OFF"
"The Master!" the Doctor exclaimed, and dashed to the hole.
"The Master?"
"The Master! It must-"
"Stop repeating yourself, its- OUCH!" The Doctor peered down the hole to see Major Clanging swinging the drill at the Master's head.
"So, Master. I knew you were involved in this!" the Doctor said, before pulling the pair out.
"How did you know I was involved?" the Master inquired, confused. Well you would be confused if an alien made out of wool was swinging a drill at you.
"Well, you're involved in everything!" the Doctor explained. "But why here? What could you possible have against these Clangers?"
"Nothing, I think they're a rather interesting extraterrestrial lifeform, but I'm more interested in- No, why should I always tell you everything?" With that, the Master released the sleepy gassy stuff he had in his pocket, knocking everyone out stone cold. After noting the colour of Jo's knickers (he kept a diary of this, he needs a secondary hobby, the first always fails) he tied them all, yes all, to the music trees. He went across and opened one of the dustbin lids, which was in fact his TARDIS, and pulled out a long hose pipe. He dived down into the soup wells (the tiny clanger hypnosis thing is revealed!) and began to suck up the soup. The Soup Dragan came to, and struggled against her bonds while yelling in anger at the Master.
"Oi! That's my soup! Sod off! Sod off!" As usual, the Master had made one mistake. He had not tied up Tiny Clanger, who was still in the Doctor's pocket! So, heroic little Tiny Clanger untied everyone, who, as silently as Humanly, Time Lordly and Clangerly possible, sneaked across to the soup wells, dropped down and pounced on the Master.
"Whoop! Argh!"
"Aha! I have stopped you, the Master!" Tiny revealed.
"Well, I don't know what to say!" the Master said, still smiling in that annoying way he does when he gets found out.
"How about, 'Curses, foiled again!'?" Jo suggested.
"Stop repeating yourself, it's not helping matters!" the Master automatically said.
"The soup wells, they're empty!" the Soup Dragon exclaimed.
Oh noes! The Soup is gone! And why on earth does the Master want the soup?!? Even I don't know yet, I'm making this up as I go along.
"Stay away! Or the rocks may hit you!" Tiny called, and the Soup Dragon aknowledged this with a Soup-Dragon-Like roar. Like those possessed, the Doctor, Jo and Major Clanger dug into the solid rock, and Tiny Clanger turned away.
"No, I must stop- No! They must not stop- No they must!" Tiny Clanger fell on the floor and began to scream silently. "I must fight, I ... must ... fight ... but ... can't. You are the Master, and I will obey you! For you are the Master and I will obey you! What was that? Stop repeating myself, it's not helping matters? Okay then!" With that, Tiny Clanger fainted.
The villain in this dastardly plot of horror, the Master, sat on a rather fetching deckchair he had deviously pinched and looking at something unexplained. He did this a lot, most noticably during Survival, where he seemed to just be able to talk to cats on a totally different planet. Ain't he clever? He must have picked that little trick up here, for this is before he took over the body of Tremas. This time the Master was talking to Tiny Clanger, and watched as his poor little minion made the Doctor, Jo, and Major Clanger do hard menial labour.
The Doctor was just digging his shovel into the rock when Tiny Clanger's control over him ceased with Tiny's faint. He fell over in exhaustion, and Jo and Major Clanger had to carry him into the TARDIS. When inside they deposited him onto a bedchair Jo had hunted down, while Major Clanger fed him leftover soup from the previous dinner, and blue string pudding, neither of which were to the Doctor's tastes, the soup was cold and the blue string pudding well, string.
"What's wrong with the Doctor?!" Jo questioned the Major, but before he could reply, Tiny Clanger crawled into the TARDIS, in a bad emotional state.
"Tiny Clanger!" they exclaimed in unison, and Jo ran over and picked Tiny up. Finding no suitable warm place for Tiny to recover, Major Clanger came up with the astounding idea of stuffing Tiny into the Doctor's pocket. Then he left the TARDIS and called a meeting of all the Clangers.
"We must continue to help the Soup Dragon!" he announced, and began to distribute spades, shovels, and pickaxes, then grabbed something that Jo handed him. He looked at her questioningly.
"It's a pneumatic drill," Jo explained, and turned it on. The noise caused the Clanger's to dive for cover, and also woke up the two sleepers. The Doctor staggered out, while Tiny Clanger hitched a ride. The Clangers ventured out, to see Major Clanger riding upon the drill, clinging on for dear life, and sinking deeper and deeper into the rock. The Soup Dragon could be heard yelling out, as Major Clanger disappeared down into the wells with a yelp. The Soup Dragon jumped out with Major Clanger, still clutching his new toy, clinging onto her tail. Major Clanger stood up, and straightened his armour. Small Clanger bent over to pick up the drill.
"Sod off! Sod off!" the Major yelled at Small, and snatched the drill, promptly turned in on and jumped on.
"WEEHEEHEE!" Major Clanger whooped, not caring that he was sinking deeper into the planet. Despite him not being over the soup wells, his disappeared into the hole. They heard a gasp, a yelp, a curse, another gasp, then a "Stop repeating yourself, it's not helping matters!", and finally a "SOD OFF"
"The Master!" the Doctor exclaimed, and dashed to the hole.
"The Master?"
"The Master! It must-"
"Stop repeating yourself, its- OUCH!" The Doctor peered down the hole to see Major Clanging swinging the drill at the Master's head.
"So, Master. I knew you were involved in this!" the Doctor said, before pulling the pair out.
"How did you know I was involved?" the Master inquired, confused. Well you would be confused if an alien made out of wool was swinging a drill at you.
"Well, you're involved in everything!" the Doctor explained. "But why here? What could you possible have against these Clangers?"
"Nothing, I think they're a rather interesting extraterrestrial lifeform, but I'm more interested in- No, why should I always tell you everything?" With that, the Master released the sleepy gassy stuff he had in his pocket, knocking everyone out stone cold. After noting the colour of Jo's knickers (he kept a diary of this, he needs a secondary hobby, the first always fails) he tied them all, yes all, to the music trees. He went across and opened one of the dustbin lids, which was in fact his TARDIS, and pulled out a long hose pipe. He dived down into the soup wells (the tiny clanger hypnosis thing is revealed!) and began to suck up the soup. The Soup Dragan came to, and struggled against her bonds while yelling in anger at the Master.
"Oi! That's my soup! Sod off! Sod off!" As usual, the Master had made one mistake. He had not tied up Tiny Clanger, who was still in the Doctor's pocket! So, heroic little Tiny Clanger untied everyone, who, as silently as Humanly, Time Lordly and Clangerly possible, sneaked across to the soup wells, dropped down and pounced on the Master.
"Whoop! Argh!"
"Aha! I have stopped you, the Master!" Tiny revealed.
"Well, I don't know what to say!" the Master said, still smiling in that annoying way he does when he gets found out.
"How about, 'Curses, foiled again!'?" Jo suggested.
"Stop repeating yourself, it's not helping matters!" the Master automatically said.
"The soup wells, they're empty!" the Soup Dragon exclaimed.
Oh noes! The Soup is gone! And why on earth does the Master want the soup?!? Even I don't know yet, I'm making this up as I go along.
