Chapter 4

'Wait up!' Yelled Tilly, skidding to a stop, before doubling over and trying to get her breath back, 'why do we have to run again, haven't we run far enough?'

The Doctor looked around impatiently. 'I don't mean to worry you or anything, but we kinda need to run away around about now…'

'Why? What…?' began Tilly, 'we seem to have lost that girl'

A loud sigh from the Doctor, cut the rest of her sentence off, 'That hissing noise that thing made' he paused to make sure she was listening, 'well that's kinda how it communicates…'

'Well what did it say? Can you tell me?'

'Of course I can tell what it said,' the Doctor snapped impatiently, 'I am a genius… not necessarily a certified genius… but a genius nevertheless.' Here the Doctor sighed again before continuing, 'well basically Tilly, what those aliens want most of all, is well… you... and, err frankly I have no idea why…'

'Oh,' was all Tilly could manage, 'what are we gonna do?'

'Oh I have a plan!' replied the Doctor, 'I always have a plan. Although some are still works in progress…'

What like this one?' Tilly asked.

'Um…yep. I have literally no idea as to what we should do now…' admitted the Doctor, 'of course I would suggest running away again, but that can get a bit boring after a while…'

'Doctor,' interjected Tilly, backing into the wall, 'I think maybe we should run now' and with a pointed glance over the Doctor's shoulder, he realized what was stood behind him.

The Doctor plunged a hand into one of the many pockets of his jacket, and after a while of rustling, produced a small plastic packet, before swivelling round to face the alien girl.

'Jelly baby?' he exclaimed cheerily, holding out a bag to the outstretched claws of the alien, who swiped them away with one blackened talon; jelly babies flying across the room.

'Oh well I won't let you near my jammy dodgers then,' mumbled the Doctor, looking in horror at the apparent jelly baby massacre, before looking at Tilly over his shoulder and saying, 'I like jammy dodgers.'

Now what was I looking for?' the Doctor said to himself before plunging his hand back into the pockets of his jacket; producing a rubber duck, a banana and a pinecone, which were flung unceremoniously over his shoulder, before he finally pulled out his sonic screwdriver, held it high above his head and pressed a button, causing an incredibly loud, high-pitched buzzing noise. The alien began shrieking in an even higher pitched tone.

'Oh don't just stand there,' the Doctor said, turning to face Tilly, 'you know the rules now, do I really need to say it again…' A huge grin spread across his face. 'RUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNN!'

TBC... (REVIEWS PLEASE!)