A doctor…
Well, that was enough for me, at the time. We killed the last one off. Or so we thought. Jack went back to our cellar to sample the fungi around the "toilet." I followed after him. Others split up to check the other chambers in that same floor. I never got a chance to talk to him, so I went in the room with him. An alarm went off and the doors closed- we were locked again. I noticed a window showing us what was happening in the next room. I peeked in, and saw Doctor Jones and that man claiming he was a doctor there. "Jack, do you know that man with the sideburns?" I asked impatiently.
"He's my doctor. Doctor Who is his name." He looked at me with a crooked smile. "Tell me about him." I asked eagerly. "Well, he's a time lord. He's in the same kind of business as us. I was under his care for a while. That's how I knew Martha. Another person I knew was Rose." I stared deeply into Jack's eyes. "So, he's co-dependant?" I asked. "What?" Jack responded, bewildered. "Nothing.Is his name really the Doctor?"
"Of course not. He's from another planet- an alien. His real name is Doctor Who." Jack came closer too me. "Wow. Good looking for an alien." I remarked. Jack's face went blank. "What?! I thought we loved each other here!" He said. I sat down on the same, cold floor again. "No, I mean for an alien. Not my type, you see. But could easily outrun a weevil on looks." I busted out laughing, as Jack did.
"You think they could see us if we had sex?" I asked. Jack laid down gently next to me, and we began.
EXTRA PART: JONES AND THE DOCTOR ARE STUCK IN THE CELLAR! WHAT DO THEY DO TO OCCUPY THEIR TIME?
The Doctor is a Pervert! :o
Martha sat down as the doctor examined the room closely. He tried numerous times to open the door with his sonic-screwdriver, but it didn't work. It was too-- weak. Which was oddly strange enough. "What are we going to do now?" Martha patted the floor with her hands. The doctor's head flew up. "Huh." He mumbled something, but Martha couldn't understand. "There's a window up heeerreeee…. Let's see if we can spot the others…" The doctor looked to his left, where Martha was sitting, helplessly. "Oh, now that's brilliant!" Martha looked up; the doctor was watching something through the window he thoroughly enjoyed. He made many mixed up faces. He was interested!
"Who do you see in there?" Martha got up, but could not see the window, since the doctor was hogging it. "It's Jack and Gwen! It looks like they're having a little party of their own!" Martha pushed him away and looked in.
"OH GOD! THAT'S SICK!" Martha shook her face as if she had seen a monster. "You are a pervert, Doctor!"
The doctor walked around the room, mumbling: "Oh, I didn't know he had such great moves! I should have been better to him. I might have gotten some action…" He was hopeless. Martha just shrugged her shoulders.
"At least someone is having a good time!"
