~Lulu vs. the Plasticated Monsters~

In which a two-year-old manages to beat these Plastics when the Doctor is unable to.
And the Doctor finds baby accessories rather interesting.

Well hello again. Here is chapter 6 which was, in fact, considerably harder to write than you would think. I found that I'm not great at writing 'scary' so yeah...there you go, if it seems more funny than scary, that's why.
Plasticated is, if I say so myself, a wonderful word invented by moi. I basically means plastic, but that seemed a little boring...and this is what I came up with instead. Good? Bad? Sitting on the fence? I don't know...it just sounded cool.
This chapter may seem a teeny bit on the short side but that doesn't matter, it's interesting. It was fun to write, so hopefully it's fun to read. Enjoy.

Chapter 6- Lulu vs. the Plasticated Monsters

"Y'know we can work this out quite civilly…" The plastic faces didn't really have much mercy. They reminded the Doctor of when he first met Rose, and all those models in the shopping mall. But then again, these things looked a lot more real. For a start, they didn't look like models. They looked like ordinary human beings, except, they weren't. Their hands were curved like claws, and there eyes were wide and scared. Apart from that, they didn't show much proper emotion, apart from, of course, their plastic grins.

But they still looked more like humans than models, like they had serious plastic surgery. The Doctor had seen plenty of models with that amount of plastic surgery, with their eyes showing no emotion whether they're grinning or not. Their smiles always looked stretched, and here was an example now of these…things. And at the moment, they were a lot scarier than, say, any of those famous popstars with excessive plasic surgury. They were tall and cast a shadow upon the Doctor and Lulu, and from their claws they could potentially stab them both at any moment. "Okay, stabbing is not good. Don't stab, not good at all!" The Doctor said, trying to reason with them, with no hope. Those claws were getting closer…

"No stabby!" Lulu bellowed, and before the Doctor could quite realise what was going on, Lulu had picked up the nearest thing available (which happened to be her shoe) and had thrown it at the plastic human. This had delayed the plastic humans for at least a couple of seconds while they realised quite what was going on. And then, before the plastics had recovered, the luckiest thing in the world happened.

They stopped.

The reason you have seatbelts is to prevent you flying forward when you reach an abrupt stop. Obviously the tube-car has to stop abruptly all the time, and so the seatbelts are designed to keep you safe when the car stops. The car is not designed for any circumstances when the seatbelt is ripped off. In fact, it is designed so, unless you have super human strength, you can not rip the seatbelt off. Sadly, the plastics have super human strength, and thus were able to rip the seatbelts off quite easily. And they suffered the consequences, as the car stopped when they went from 180 mph to 0, resulting to the plastics smashing headlong into the front window. Ouch.

The Doctor and Lulu just sat, frozen in shock, and when the doors finally opened they jumped up immediately, glad to be free from the tube-car. "Wow, quick thinking Lu…" The Doctor whistled, and found himself out of breath by the previous procedure. Lulu smiled, though it was quickly wiped away, and she tapped the Doctor gently, pointing around. For the first time the Doctor looked properly around, this time noticing the specific details on each man, woman, boy or girl. They all had the same plastic faces, some smiling, some emotion-less, but all with those same wide eyes, shocked and afraid. From the fact that they hadn't started attacking them, the Doctor figured that they hadn't noticed them. And let them keep that way.

They were now standing in the baby department, where they were supposed to be. Except now that he realised how much danger they were in, the Doctor and Lulu really wanted to get back to the TARDIS. But knowing that they couldn't draw too much attention to themselves, they attentively steeped forward, well, the Doctor stepped forward, Lulu sat on his shoulders. "We need…a trolley." The Doctor mused quietly, and reached for a trolley, one of those trolleys with the baby seat on the front. The Doctor place Lulu into the seat and firmly gripped onto the handles. He pushed it forward, and he could feel the tension beating into his head, preventing him from thinking straight. It was like he was in a test and he knew he was cheating, or in class when you know you've forgotten a book, or even if you've stolen something. Your hairs began to sand on the back of your neck and all the way up your arms, and you shiver like someone has just walked right over your grave. That's what it felt like now.

Lulu smiled encouragingly, and the Doctor grinned back. "Shall we get those nappies then?" He asked quietly. Lulu nodded. God, she was clever. How was it she understood everything he said? That was way too advanced for a 1-year-old. Though then again, she could be a very small 2-year-old, you can never be too sure.

As they walked down the aisles, the Doctor passed all sorts of stuff that he simply couldn't turn down. A car seat designed for any spaceship, car, bus, rocket, any seat! And self-changing nappies, which comes with a nappy changing machine. Not only that but also refilling bottles, a weightless baby rucksack, a portable play area and even a teddy bear with buttons with heat, cool, and normal settings.

"Docka…" Lulu murmured from the Doctor's shoulders, nudging the Doctor's head with her tiny fist.

"What is it Lu?" The Doctor was so interested in the telletubbies with real TVs inside that he barely noticed Lulu had said his name. Which was certainly a first.

"No here."

"Hmm?"

"No here!" The Doctor pulled his eyes away from the telletubbies and suddenly realised Lulu's concern. There was no one here. The plastic people had vanished, which made them even scarier than when they were here. Damn, why was he so unobservant these days?

He glanced around him. It had suddenly become quite dark. The glass was no longer so see through- in face it was almost opaque- and the main light from the sun and vanished. They lights at the moment were the flickering ceiling lights above them, and these were dim and in some places off.

"Docka?"

"Yes Lu?" He pulled the child of his shoulders and stared into her large, frightened, lime green eyes.

"I'm scared."

No cliff hanger! Well, sort of a cliff hanger, but it's not as cliff hanging as the original cliff hangers. Actually, who am I kidding, it's a cliff hanger. In fact, I'll just quit the ramble, it's too confusing.
For those who don't know (though I hope you do know, they are, like, the greatest things in all baby creation), the 'telletubbies' I refered to arn't my creation, but a little kid's TV show. I happen to be quite a fan of it, though I think it's English, so some of you might not know of it. Then again, Doctor Who is English, so you might know it. It's like, the best, so all those who spent their childhood without it must be seriously deprived. I am so sorry.

COOKIES!! I read you're amazing reviews and I'm so thrilled to here how you think, but I want to know MORE! I'M HUNGREH. Much appreciated, thankyou.

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