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Molly screamed as she zoomed out a chute onto lot of… rubbish. It was smelly and damp and had…things in it. The Doctor was already standing up scanning around. He looked back at her.
"High speed air cannon. Lousy way to travel."
"Where are we?" Molly asked, picking up one of the floating…things and throwing it.
"Six hundred feet down, twenty miles laterally, puts us at the heart of the ship. I'd say Lancashire. What's this then, a cave? Can't be a cave. Looks like a cave."
"It's a rubbish dump, and it's minging!" Molly said, picking herself up off the floor
"Yes, but only food refuse. Organic, coming through feeder tubes from all over the ship."
"The floor's all squidgy, like a water bed." Molly muttered, half to herself
"But feeding what, though?" the Doctor was still talking to himself.
"It's sort of rubbery, feel it. Wet and slimy." Molly muttered, feeling the ground.
There was a rather scary distant growling noise.
"Er, it's not a floor, it's a" he paused then continued "So-"
Molly cut him off "It's a what?"
"The next word is kind of a scary word. You probably want to take a moment, get yourself in a calm place. Go omm." He caught her hands and swung them.
Molly went "Ommmm"
Then wincing like he was afraid of Molly hitting him the Doctor said "It's a tongue."
"A tongue?" Molly whispered
"A tongue. A great big tongue!" the Doctor sounded ecstatic
"This is a mouth. This whole place is a mouth? We're in a mouth?" Molly asked hysterically
"Yes, yes, yes. But on the plus side, roomy." The Doctor was unconcerned
"How do we get out?" Molly cried
"How big is this beastie? It's gorgeous. Blimey, if this is just the mouth, I'd love to see the stomach." There was a scary grumbling noise "Though not right now." The Doctor added.
"Doctor, how do we get out?" Molly cried, even more panicked now
"Okay, it's being fed through surgically implanted feeder tubes, so the normal entrance is-"
He spotted the 'entrance' "closed for business." He finished, while Molly stared in horror at the wall of razor sharp teeth in front of them.
"We could try, though." Said Molly running forward
"No, stop, don't move!" the Doctor shouted, grabbing her arm. But it was too late.
"Too late. It's started." The Doctor said
"What has?" Molly asked, stumbling around as the floor started to shake
"Swallow reflex."
"What are you doing?" Molly shouted
"I'm vibrating the chemo-receptors." The Doctor was trying to sonic aroind, but was having trouble standing up
"Chemo-what?" Molly practically screamed
"The eject button!"
"How does a mouth have an eject button?" Molly cried
"Think about it!" the Doctor shouted back at her. A wave of vomit approached them.
"Right, then. This isn't going to be big on dignity." He grabbed her hand. "Geronimo!"
Molly screamed.
-ooo0000ooo-
Molly awoke on the floor, covered in something horribly sticky. The Doctor as ever, was scanning around with his sonic in the air.
"There's nothing broken, there's no sign of concussion and yes, you are covered in sick."
Molly grimaced "Where are we?"
"Overspill pipe, at a guess."
Molly sniffed "Oh, God, it stinks."
"Oh, that's not the pipe." The Doctor gave her a pointed look.
"Oh. Phew. Can we get out?" Molly really wanted to have a shower right now.
"One door, one door switch, one condition. We forget everything we saw. Look familiar?"
He pointed to a door at the end, where there was a door, but instead of a handle there was a Forget button.
"That's the carrot. Ooo, here's the stick."
A light shone at the end of the tunnel. Illuminated were 2 Smiler booths.
"There's a creature living in the heart of this ship. What's it doing there?" the Doctor asked, striding towards the booths. Molly took a step back as the heads of the Smilers turned and they became Frowners.
"No, that's not going to work on me, so come on. Big old beast below decks and everyone who protests gets shoved down its throat. That how it works?"
The heads turned again and Molly properly jumped as the Frowners became Scowlers, with demonic red eyes.
"Oh, stop it. I'm not leaving and I'm not forgetting, and what are you fellows going to do about it? Stick out your tongues, huh?"
The booths opened and the Smilers stepped out. Molly and the Doctor backed away. The Smilers advanced. Suddenly the door behind then flew opened and a woman with frizzy black hair and a long red clock strode forward and shot the Smilers down.
"Look who it is. You look a lot better without your mask." The Doctor commented.
"You must be Molly. Liz. Liz Ten." The woman- Liz- held out her hand Molly reached to take it. Liz drew her hand back.
"Yuck. Lovely hair, Molly. Shame about the sick. You know Mandy, yeah? She's very brave." She pulled back to show the red dressed school girl standing back at the doorway.
"How did you find us?" the Doctor asked.
"Stuck my gizmo on you. Been listening in. Nice moves on the hurl escape. So, what's the big fella doing here?" Liz asked
"You're over sixteen, you've voted. Whatever this is, you've chosen to forget about it." The Doctor stated
Liz had a smirk on her face, not unlike Sherlock." No. Never forgot, never voted, not technically a British subject."
"Then who and what are you, and how do you know me?" the Doctor asked puzzled.
"You're a bit hard to miss, love. Mysterious stranger, M O consistent with higher alien intelligence, hair of an idiot." Molly snorted with laughter and the Doctor shot her a look. "I've been brought up on the stories. My whole family was."
"Your family?" asked Molly. Behind them the Smilers sparked and spurted. Liz shot then a worried look.
"They're repairing. Doesn't take them long. Let's move." She strode out of the room, her long cloak flowing behind her. The others followed, Molly casting scared looks at the repairing Smilers.
"The Doctor. Old drinking buddy of Henry Twelve. Tea and scones with Liz Two." Liz strode ahead, shouting back at them all "Vicky was a bit on the fence about you, weren't she? Knighted and exiled you on the same day. And so much for the Virgin Queen, you bad, bad boy." She turned and smirked at him, then continued forward
"Liz Ten!" gasped Molly, suddenly realising.
"Liz Ten, yeah. Elizabeth the Tenth. And down!" she shouted and turned, guns out. She fired as they flattened themselves on the floor. 2 Smilers behind them sparked and collapsed.
"I'm the bloody Queen, mate. Basically, I rule." The swung her guns and put them into her holders. They turned into a corridor "There's a high-speed Vator through there. Oh, yeah. There's these things." Liz pointed at one of the tentacle sting like things.
"Any ideas?" Liz asked.
"Doctor, I saw one of these up top. There was a hole in the road, like it had burst through like a root." Molly added.
"Exactly like a root. It's all one creature, the same one we were inside, reaching out. It must be growing through the mechanisms of the entire ship!" The Doctor said.
"What, like an infestation?" Liz asked. Without waiting for an answer she carried on "Someone's helping it. Feeding it. Feeding my subjects to it. Come on. Got to keep moving." Molly could tell Liz was not happy. Liz and Mandy walked off, and Molly turned to go, but the Doctor stayed where he was.
"Doctor?" Molly asked, concerned.
"Oh, Molly. We should never have come here." The Doctor murmured. Molly was reminded of the video of her Don't let him investigate. Stop him. Do whatever you have to, just please; please get the Doctor off this ship.
-ooo000ooo-
They were in the state apartments. Molly was tying up her long hair, now it had dried.
"Why all the glasses?" she asked, looking at all the many glasses on the floor around the bed.
"To remind me every single day that my government is up to something, and it's my duty to find out what." Liz was sulking on the bed. She was so much like Sherlock, it hurt.
"A queen going undercover to investigate her own kingdom?" the Doctor asked puzzled.
"Secrets are being kept from me. I don't have a choice. Ten years I've been at this. My entire reign. And you've achieved more in one afternoon." She sounded very put off.
"How old were you when you came to the throne? "
"Forty. Why?"
"What, you're fifty now? No way." Molly was impressed, and just a tiny bit jealous.
"Yeah, they slowed my body clock. Keeps me looking like the stamps."
"And you always wear this in public?" the Doctor asked
"Under cover's not easy when you're me. The autographs, the bunting."
"Air-balanced porcelain. Stays on by itself, because it's perfectly sculpted to your face."said the Doctor holding up the mask
"Yeah? So what?"
"Oh, Liz. So everything."
The door burst open to reveal a bunch of hooded men in cloaks, like the ones that had gassed Molly. She took an involuntary step backwards. The Doctor on the other hand took a step forwards.
"What are you doing? How dare you come in here?" cried Liz angrily
"Ma'am, you have expressed interest in the interior workings of Starship UK. You will come with us now." Said the man at the front.
"Why would I do that?" asked Liz, striding up towards the man. The man's head turned to reveal a Scowler head on the back of his head. Liz, Molly and Mandy gasped, but the Doctor took another step forward.
"Half Smiler, half human" he muttered.
"Whatever you creatures are, I am still your queen. On whose authority is this done?" Liz recovered from her shock and strode straight up into the Scowler's face.
"The highest authority, Ma'am." It replied.
"I am the highest authority." Liz snapped.
"Yes, ma'am. You must go now, Ma'am."
"Where?" Liz asked warily
"The Tower, Ma'am."