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Hangover
"Ah, good morning." The Doctor chirped as Vince came into the console room, he looked exhausted but his hair still looked lively "Ready to go back home?"
"I feel sick." Vince moaned clutching his stomach while scrunching some of his hair up in his hand.
"That's why I prepared this." He handed Vince a bottle with a green liquid inside "Hangover cure, drink up. It'll take about…Five minutes to work." He drank it and pulled a face afterwards then shuddered as it entered his stomach "Yeah it never really did taste great." The Doctor turned to the console and started flicking switches and pushing buttons, planning their route back to the shop.
"What you doing?"
"Taking you home."
"I want to stay with you…It's fun."
"You only want to see Jagger!" The Doctor joked but his friend didn't take it as lightly.
"No! I want to see the stars…See everything…And anything. I want to wander the streets of Victorian London! Maybe meet my great, great, great, great grand father!" The Doctor watched him as he spoke and felt a smile spread across his face "I want you to show me things I've never dreamt of…What you smiling at?"
"Nothing, you just remind me of someone."
"Who?"
"Not important, hold tight." He pulled a lever and seconds later he was jumping out of the way avoiding the vomit from Vince's mouth.
"Oh, all over the floor!" The Doctor moaned "I'm not cleaning that up, you have to!"
"No way, you didn't wait five minutes, it was your fault!"
"It's your fault for getting drunk!"
"Shut up!" Vince laughed as he pulled himself up off the floor "Told you I didn't feel good…You ignored me!"
"Come on, cup of tea? Before I go?"
"Do you have to go?" He begged as he followed the Doctor out of the Tardis.
"Looks like I'm gonna have to stay…" He mumbled as he stood in the door blocking the way, Vince peered over his shoulder and saw a disaster area.
The shop had been turned upside down, clothes lay across the floor and ornaments and bottles lay smashed everywhere.
"What the hell happened here?" Vince demanded pushing past the time traveller "Where's Naboo! He'd be furious…And Howard! What's happened to him…" He panicked as he thudded up the stairs to the flat, the Doctor could hear him running round, slamming doors and looking everywhere.
Something odd caught the Doctor's eye, he bent down to a kneel and dipped his finger into a creamy substance that lay on the floor. He licked it and furrowed his brows then sighed deeply.
"More alcohol." He muttered as Vince came down the steps loudly and jumped the last four steps landing with a loud thud.
"There's no one up there. Naboo and Bollo are at a Shaman meeting and Howard is no where to be seen…"
"How do you know where Naboo and Bollo are?"
"It's written on the calendar."
"Oh…Right…Any idea where Howard would be?"
"Not a clue…He's normally always here when the shop is meant to be open. He won't be with Naboo…He isn't a Shaman…What's that?" Vince asked pointing to the liquid on the floor with a disgusted look on his face.
"Taste it."
"Eurgh no way!" The Doctor sighed loudly and stood up straight.
"It's Baileys!"
