"But Im not a wizard!" The man yelled, as he was dragged down a long corridor. He screamed and shouted some things Not to be repeated. This corridor was the teachers room. All the adults were sitting down around a table. They'd dragged the man across the floor and into a chair. He looked at his feet. "my toes are huge! That the thing about regenerating. You never know what you'd be like. I like that.

A teacher walked over and forced his mouth open. "He appears healthy," She reported. "A little odd bit though, he's awfully delirious. Like he's been shocked, something exhausting,"

"thank you professor Pike,"

"Yes, Im exhausted, and a little wouldn't happen to have tapioca or something?"

Proffesor Pike nodded and sent a wisp from her wand into a stone block. It sprouted arms and legs and scurried of.

"Listen, I'm a little cranky, ive just regenerated, my TARDIS broke, and I'm a little out of it. Please let me go. I beg it," The Doctor asked, pleadingly.

"We must ensure you do not disrupt the new students. You will remain here in question until we have determined your standing," said a rather tall, lanky old Woman.

"Kids here?" He looked surprised, but in his head was working the entire room. "Is this a school?"

"Yes, and I'm the headmaster, Proffesor Minerva McGonnagall," The woman said.

"I almost tutored someone once. So, if this is a school, why is there a dungeon, and and if I'm hidden in these dungeons, or sub dungeons, you need maximum security, so, I assume this is magic shielding, and what if I'm not magic?"

"How could you see the school?" A fat ape of a teacher asked.

"I live in a blue box that's bigger on the inside, and I stare chameleon circuits in the face all the time. Don't ask,"

"you already answered," the baboon stated.

"Don't try to lawyer me, sacrilege monkey. point is, I'm not magic, so, I can get through the barriers easy, right?" he asked. the room was silent. "RIGHT THEN!" He jumped up and grabbed a chair. he tossed it to the ape, and quickly smacked the wolf man shown and grabbed his screwdriver from his pocket. He howled at him crazily and ran through, reciting the directions in his head. His TARDIS should be done regenerating soon. He smiled as he ran into a tunnel, and to the door. He looked back as all the teachers chased after him. He pointed his screwdriver at the door, and it slammed down. The final door swung open and he strolled out, ignoring everything. He should have watched for the herd of children.

In an instant, the Docfor was buffeted about and fell to the ground. A boy stepped over him, and kicked him in the face. He sat up and a boy walked to him.

"Are you the doctor?" He asked him. He smiled at the recognition.

"Yes, I am," The doctor grinned and stood up.

"Great, I got a cut on my arm, and I was wondering if you could have a look at it,"

The Doctor's smile vanished into thin air.