It's a bit shorter than what I planned, but it seemed like a good place to break the story.
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.
"Aha!" the Master exclaimed, and jumped out of the hole, dragging to hosepipe behind him, which fortunately caught round his ankles and tripped him up. The Clangers all ran over and stood on him, preventing him from escaping.
"So then Master, what do you plan to do with all this soup?" the Doctor demanded in not a very nice tone at all, but since the Master is not tiny and cute, he did not begin to cry.
"You know of the Sontaran/Rutan war, Doctor? Of course you do. But the Sontaran war fleet is running out of fuel, and I shall collect this soup, which has the same properties as the fuel, and sell it to the Sontaran leaders at an inflated price!" he explained, despite him saying he would not explain anything earlier. With that, he grabbed his Tissue Compression Eliminator, and proceded to fire it at one of the Clangers on top of him. One poor unfortunate Clanger was hit, and tinyfied. So what if that isn't a word? Shoot me then.
"NOOOOOO!" yelled Major Clanger, and the Master found himself in a dire predicament, mainly a sore throat.
"SOD OFF! SOD OFF! SOD OFF! SOD OFF!" the Major shouted constantly, while the Master began to smoke, purely because he found himself unable to stop talking.
"Stop repeating yourself, it's not helping matters! Stop repeating yourself, it's not helping matters! Stop repeating yourself, it's not helping matters! Stop repeating yourself, it's not helping matters! Stop repeating yourself, it's not helping matters!"
"Quick, let's get out of here!" Jo yelled to the Doctor over the cacophony. They, and the rest of the Clangers, ran into the Master's TARDIS and proceeded to set the vacuum cleaner to blow, so the soup was forced back into the soup wells. The Clangers let out a resounding cheer, and the Soup Dragon ran back into the wells and made sure all the soup was there. Major Clanger dashed into the Master's TARDIS to see what was happening.
"What's happening?" he asked. The others looked at him in horror.
"You're not saying 'Sod off' anymore!" the Doctor said horrified. "The Master!" With that, they all dashed outside, except Tiny Clanger who was playing with the console, to see the Master pointing his Tissue Compression Eliminator at them all.
"I think you had better let me in," the Master said, motioning them out of the way with the TCE. They obeyed without question. The Master went in, turned the vacuum back on to suck, and the soup began to re-enter the TARDIS. The Soup Dragon let out a cry of alarm, and dashed out of the wells. The Master emerged, and began to speak to the Doctor, but before any sound was made, he was interupted by Tiny Clanger, who was yelling from inside the TARDIS.
"The Soup! The Soup! The Soup!" This was the final straw for the Master.
"STOP REPEATING YOURSELF, IT'S NOT HELPING MATTERS! ARGH!" The Master began to melt, but he dashed into his TARDIS, shoving Jo out of the way, and turning off the vacuum cleaner. The TARDIS began to dematerialise, with half of the Clanger's soup still aboard.
"NEVER!" the Doctor shouted, but it was too late, the Master had gone, taking Tiny Clanger with him.
NVERE! So, what will happen to Tiny Clanger? Who knows...? Well me of course, but oh well.