Hello people! My chapters are short so suck it up. I hope you like this chapter! Pls feel free to comment.
The TARDIS wheezed and groaned as it arrived at it's destination. The door creaked open and a young man with a bow tie poked his head out. "Hey, this isn't the Gardens of Arezandle! It's not even anywhere near it." The Doctor complained. "It's a miracle we actually get anywhere, Doctor, when you pilot the TARDIS with a spacey-wacey button, a toaster and an egg beater." Clara told him. The skeleton and the dark haired girl stepped out of the Police Box after the Doctor and his companion. "Are you a Teleporter?" Valkyrie asked. The Doctor frowned. "No. No I am not." He replied. Skulduggery cocked his head to the side. "You're the Doctor." He said.
"Yes I am." The Doctor nodded. "I've read about you. You're the Oncoming Storm. The one the Sensitives are talking about."
"The what-now?" Clara interrupted. "Sensitives. Mind readers. See the future." Valkyrie told her. The Doctor and Clara exchanged a glance.
"Are they human?" The Doctor questioned.
"Of course they're human. Their as human as you and me." Valkyrie replied. The Doctor raised an eyebrow.
"Well, they may be as human as you. But me? That's a whole other story."
Skulduggery tilted his head and Valkyrie's eyes widened as she realised what he meant.
"You're an alien?" She whispered.
"Yep. Sure am." The Doctor replied.
"But you look human!" Valkyrie argued, poking him.
"You look Time Lord. We came first." The Doctor told her. She just stood there with her jaw hanging down. Skulduggery politely pushed her mouth closed. She glared at him. He shrugged.
The Doctor finally realised that Valkyrie was talking about magic. He hadn't seen any magic since maybe, when he was travelling with Mel. They had seen a man for a fireball with nothing but his hands. That had been on Harigal 5. And Harigal 5 had exploded. The Doctor buried his head in his hands. "How do I not know about magic humans? I should know. Why don't I know?"
Clara put an arm around him.
"You don't have to know everything, Doctor." She whispered.
"Where are we?" Valkyrie interrupted. The Doctor looked up.
"I have no idea. Oh. Wait. No. Yes. Yes, I do. We're at the Intergalactic Annual Soufflé Baking Competition. Just a fun competition to bring everyone together. Held at the Starius Space Station." He glanced at his companion. Clara was staring at him, her eyes growing wide. Then she turned to the TARDIS.
"You did this just to annoy me didn't you?" She crossed her arms, waiting for an answer. The TARDIS made a hurt noise, Clara raising an eyebrow at the big blue box. Then she turned back to the Doctor.
"We're entering the competition." Clara told him. He shrugged.
"Ok."
Valkyrie stopped them, grabbing their arms.
"Wait, wait, wait. Backtrack a moment. We don't have time for this. We have to solve a murder mystery before this nut destroys the world, then I have a family birthday, before going to Australia to help the Australian Sanctuary with their screaming body problem and then-"
"By the way, the TARDIS can also travel in time. So we can get you back the second after you left." The Doctor cut into Valkyrie's to do list.
"Oh. Alright. Let's bake. But I'm warning you, I cannot cook. I am literally the worst cook on Earth." Valkyrie said, shrugging.
"Well, you're lucky this isn't Earth." Clara reminded her.
"Right. I keep forgetting we're in space. It really feels the same as Earth. Except for all the stars. And the fact that we're standing on a space station thing." Valkyrie smiled.
They all walked over to a large tablet set into a wall.
"Sign up here! Sign up here!" The tablet called out. The Doctor tapped the screen and added his email address. Then the enter your finger print came up. The Doctor inserted his finger into the scanner beside the tablet.
"The Doctor - registered."
Skulduggery stepped up next to place his bony finger inside the small box. He paused to tapped the sigils carved into his collar bone. Skin flowed over his bones and he put his now skin wrapped finger inside.
"Skulduggery Pleasant - registered."
Clara, who was practically jumping with excitement, shoved a small finger into the scanner.
"Clara Oswald - registered."
Valkyrie was last to put her finger into the box.
"Stephanie Edgley - registered." The tablet announced.
"Your team is complete. Please take your place for the first round."
The metal floor on which they were standing on creaked slightly as it zoomed upwards, towards what Clara assumed was the kitchen.
