Hi – the fourth chapter is up! Again, I do not own Doctor Who.
'You couldn't have made a better entrance?' Rose gritted her teeth. 'And you stink of sea water!'
'Well I'm sorry!' the Doctor snapped back. 'If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't even be here!'
They both bickered until a man stood in front of them.
'Names?' He asks.
'The Doctor,' the Doctor says immediately.
'Rose Tyler,' Rose says.
The man frowns. 'Doctor who? I need a last name.'
'Nope just the Doctor sorry,' the Doctor laughs. 'You've had loads of people here with no last name. Madonna, Cher and er…Prince Harry?' He lists jokingly.
'Tell me your full name or you are not permitted to stay!' The guy, at least 6ft in height growls.
'We've been invited here by Mr Gianco!' Rose explains hesitantly.
'Doctor! Over here!' A voice booms across the room, as the Doctor was about to whip out his physic paper. The trio look over as a middle aged man comes bounding over, dressed in a tux and slightly overweight. He has a dark beard of a typical Spaniard and looks very happy.
The Doctor and Rose head over to the man.
'Albert Gianco at your service!' The man holds out his hand which they both in turn shake.
'Albert's not very Spanish!' The Doctor grins.
'My mother was English, descended from your royal family!' Mr Gianco grins happily.
'Well Albert's not very English either but I'll buy your heritage!' The Doctor laughs. 'How's UNIT?'
'I've not heard from them in years! Not since the early nineties…' Mr Gianco sighed, gesturing them to come to his table. 'But I would rather have everything I have now then go back to work for them again!' He laughed.
The room is loud with chatter, people sitting or standing while taking the first refreshments from waiters with platters of champagne.
'Is your accommodation fitting?' Mr Gianco asks.
'Yes, very nice thank you!' The Doctor beams.
'Yeah, it was very generous of you to pay for our stay! How can we repay you?' Rose smiles.
'Nonsense! The least I can do for the heroes of our island!' Albert grins.
The Doctor and Rose look at each other with slight worry.
When they arrived on the island, they left the TARDIS which was by the Town Square and were greeted by Mr Gianco's manservant. They were told about the way of life on the island as part of the 'mission statement'.
'Mr Gianco and everyone else who live or stay on the island never have to pay physically for anything,' the servant told them as they headed by limousine to the villa. 'They have special accountants in cyberspace as they purchase anything.'
Rose looked in amazement at him. 'What, no credit cards or anything?' She asked.
'No, just a special code that taps into a machine at the shop and a confirmation by the seller and then – how do you say – 'bob's your uncle!' The man grins.
As they reached the villa, they were told about the ball tomorrow night and were told they were allowed to purchase anything on the island, courtesy of Mr Gianco. This was how Rose and the Doctor could afford the villa, the diving gear and the designer party wear.
The ball is in full swing and the orchestra band playing a few of Sinatra's popular numbers. The hundreds of guests integrate into a colourful scene of dancing, diamonds sparkling, tiaras glistening and gold flashing. Laughter and chatter are the only companions to the music's full scale beat.
That's it for chapter 4! Please please please review!! It will make me so happy! : )