Yay were back stupid school takes too long so enjoy this!


Chewy landed the TARDIS unnecessarily hitting a lot of trees.

"Was that really necessary?" Eleven asked.

"No," Stormie answered for him, "That's why the writers used the word 'unnecessarily'."

"Yay, Stormie was first to break the wall this time," Chewy said.

"Why do I always get a bad feeling when you do that…?" Ten asked.

"Shh, you'll give them plot ideas," Stormie told him.

"What is this thing called plot?" chewy asked.

"It's what Stephen Moffat eats, breathes, and bleeds in thick amounts," Eleven said.

"Oh okay," chewy said as if it were a completely reasonable explanation and then opened the door to the TARDIS reviling what appeared to be a giant factory.

"This means plot doesn't it?" Stormie asked.

"Yup," said Ten.

"Yay, it's the rainbow factory," Chewy said.

"Nope, just Chuck Testa," Stormie said, causing an awkward silence, "What? Can't take a joke?"

"Wait, weren't there Cybermen last time we were in Canada?" Chewy asked.

"Nope, just Ch—" Ten covered Stormie's mouth with his hand before she could finish.

"This is Vancouver," Eleven said, "I can smell it."

"So what's in the factory?" Chewy asked.

"It's not the right size for a factory…" Eleven noted.

"OW!" Ten exclaimed suddenly, "She bit me!"

"It's a hockey arena, you rednecks!" Stormie shouted.

"Hey, I rezimble that remark," Chewy said.

"You aren't the only one who can bite people," she warned.

"Stormie, hockey," he pointed at the door.

"CANUCKS!" she shouted and ran inside like they do in cartoons.

"Does she think she can get in without a ticket?" Eleven asked.

"Wait…" Ten felt his pockets, "She took the psychic paper!"

"You really should keep a better eye on your things," Eleven told him.

"I say we follow her," Chewy subjected.

"So… plot?" Ten asked.

"Scary, huh?" Eleven said as the three started to walk inside.

"Those players look really weird…" Ten noted after they had used Eleven's psychic paper to get in.

"Yeah, really weird…" Chewy said as he sat down.

"Oh come on!" Stormie shouted from beside him, "How did the reffs not call that! It was an obvious illegal deletion!"

"Deletion?" Ten asked.

"Yeah, ya know, like, pew pew zap zap boom," she said.

"Are you saying those hockey players are not hockey players?" Elevens asked.

"Yes and no, it kinda defeats the purpose of the deft but it's still a cool concept, Cybersportsmen!"

"Yeah, I think they know we are here," Chewy noted as the Cybermen started to climb over the boards.

"How does a human hockey player smashing into the plexy break it, but Cybermen can just like do parkour over it and leave it intact, it makes no sense!" Stormie said.

"Don't think about it now!" Eleven said, "They are attacking us!"

"Delete," a Cyberman said.

"Scamper!" she shouted and started to stand up.

"What? No! Run!" Ten said.

"Fine," chewy said and started walking towards the marching Cybermen.

"No, sit," Eleven said before Ten and Stormie could run/scamper away.

"I have a reasonable excuse for popcorn now!" Stormie said eating popcorn.

"What?" Chewy asked half way down the steps of the arena.

"What?" Ten asked.

"Delete," said a Cyberman.

"Someone needs to play like the Teen Titans theme or something…" Stormie said.

"Why that?" Eleven asked.

"It's fitting fight music," she replied.

"I have the Doctor Who theme on here somewhere," Chewy said, completely forgetting the attacking Cybermen and looking through his iPod.

"We have a theme?" Ten asks.

"We have a theme!" Eleven said happily.

"Forget the theme and fight them!" Stormie said.

"I don't want to reprogram Cybermen right now," Chewy said.

"Then run, you dollop head!"

He just started walking out casually.

"I didn't wanna resort to this, but…" she pulled out both Doctor's sonic screwdrivers.

"How did you even—" Eleven started, but was cut off by the sonic noise that caused all the Cybermen to deactivate Chutari style.

"Welp, that was easy," Stormie said and tossed the screwdrivers back to the Doctors and walked out like nothing happened.

"Wait, where's my sonic?" Chewy asked.

"I ate it," she kept on walking.

"That cannot be good for your digestive system," Ten noted.

"I need a new sonic," Chewy said,

"You'll get it back in a few days," Stormie said casually.

"Uhhhh, no," Chewy said, looking at anything but the so called 'Queen of Awkward'.

"I don't trust you with a sonic anyways," Eleven said.

"But why not?"

"Don't answer that, it should be obvious," Stormie said.

"Hey, you're the one that put two together," Chewy said.

"I deavtivated all the Cybermen and then gave them back."

"So?"

"Both of you shut up and get in the TARDIS," Eleven said before the argument escalated.

"But we still need to blow up the factory," Chewy said, "It would be really fun."

Stormie sighed, "Give me the sonics and five minutes."

"Why don't we just use this?" Chewy said and pulled out a time bomb.

Stormie gave him that 'you have serious problems' look and poofed away like they do in cartoons.

"Well that was weird."

"Why is the time bomb lit?" Ten asked.

"Oh, the button was distracting me so I pressed it," Chewy said like it was nothing.

The two Doctors glanced at each other, turned around and walked into the TARDIS.

"Wait, where's Stormie?" Chewy asked.

"Right behind you," Stormie said.

"Oh hi. What should I do with this time bomb?"

"I dunno, eat it or something," She said and went into the TARDIS.

Chewy shrugged, threw the bomb behind him and followed her.

"I call pilot!" Eleven shouted.

"This is my TARDIS!" Ten whined, "When will I get to fly it?"

"Never," Stormie said.

"It's funer that way," Chewy said.

"Funer isn't a word," Eleven said.

"Do make fun of my grammar isues."

"There's three s's in issues," Stormie said, "not two."

"I should of held onto that bomb."

"Should have, you mean," Ten joined in.

"I-I should of keep it."

"Just end the chapter already!" Stormie shouted.


OKAY!

Wow, we actually did this before school started and now we're on week five… This'll take a while…

See ya on the flip side.

The peace sign on my shirt is getting to me.


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