OK, havent updated in ages! Thanks for the reviews! Much appreciated. I don't think I like this chapter as much as the last. Not as funny.
The Doctor sprinted across the opening, his converse squelching in the sticky mud, his head down low and a gun clutched tightly in his hand. He reached a wooden shelter and took refuge in there, peeping over the top of the protective fence to see if he could spot anyone.
The area of hilly land seemed to be deserted, he thought he may have seen a flash of movement in the abandoned helicopter though and around the disused tank situated beside the main watch tower. Though it could just be his eyes playing tricks on his already paranoid and tense mind.
His hearts pumped wildly beneath his ribs as he felt the adrenaline rushing through his veins. Looking over the top of the wall again he noticed a dark head bobbing around a trench piled with sandbags a few hundred metres away. It was Jack. An ally. He waved timidly not wanting to attract attention to his whereabouts and Jack waved back, green camouflage paint all over his face. He made an army salute which the Doctor returned.
Suddenly he got the feeling he was being watched, the hairs on the back of his neck prickled and a shiver went down his spine. He held his weapon tighter, the heavy weight of hard metal in his hands a comfort and he plucked up the courage to turn on the spot where he was faced with a blonde haired man, a gun pointing right at his heart.
True to form, the Doctor wheeled around and legged it, breaking cover and heading for the safety of Jack's trench. He could hear the footfalls of his enemy behind him and that forced him to run faster, all thought of watching where he was going and looking out for other hostiles forgotten.
There was a bang from somewhere a few metres to his left and the next moment there was an immense pain in his chest. Red liquid exploded from his torso as he tripped on a protruding root and was sent sprawling into the huge puddle that had unfortunately appeared before him.
"MAN DOWN! I REPEAT MAN DOWN!" came Jack's voice followed by laughter.
"How awesome was that shot?!" another voice this time much shriller and excited whooped in delight.
"It was great," a new, deeper sounding speaker joined, "D'you think we should help him?"
"Nah, leave him to wallow, quite literally, in his sorrows. We won! High five!"
"Hey, Doc, you ok?" Jack asked from just above the fallen man's head.
"Those damn paintballs don't half hurt," he mumbled and hauled himself, humiliated, from the water to be met with a grubby Jack, his hair messy and leaf strewn, a giggling Rose and a smiling Johnny, "Thanks for that, guys."
"No problem," Rose replied, her black paint gun still in hand, the one that had delivered the final blow to cause Jack and the Doctor to lose the game.
All four of them were smattered with multicoloured pain splats ranging from on the arm to one that was rather close to Jack's crotch which Rose had found rather amusing to fire. "I'm gonna have one helluva a bruise down there tomorrow," was his only comment.
The group had been playing for a solid hour in the sludgy, wet area designated to paint-balling. There were other people there too but they'd generally just ignored them, to intent and concentrated on winning their own game. It had been exhausting and quite painful and now most of them were ready to quit except the Doctor.
Having regained some composure on two feet again the Doctor moaned all the way back to the main control hut. "Why can't we do it again? I wanna win this time!"
"Stop being such a sore loser, take off those clothes and get over here," Rose ordered impatiently from where she was waiting at the exit, stripped of her paintball gear and eager to leave so they could move on to the next thing.
"Now, I wouldn't mind you saying that to me," Jack sidled up to here and nudged her.
"Stop being so bloody sex driven crazed maniac! Or I'll have you done!"
"No!" Jack let out a whimper like the animal he had just been likened too and shut up.
"Hey, guys, I'm sorry to say I have to go," Johnny joined them. He had come with them on this trip because Jack had practically begged him and, it was true, he'd had a lot of fun, but now he needed to get back to work.
"Oh, right, well see you Johnny-boy!" the Doctor had finally got changed had had immediately forgotten all about his upset at not being able to play again, "We may see you again whether it be past or future! That's if I ever get my TARDIS back from Rose!" he shot a look at the said girl and then he slapped the thoroughly confused Johnny on the back heartily and began walking off.
"See you, Johnny, great game," Rose nodded and followed to escaping Time Lord.
"Maybe see you around," Jack grinned and then pulled the startled man into a hug before he had time to register though Jack had let go and sprinted to join the others.
Johnny doubted whether he would ever meet them again or indeed anyone that compared to such a strange threesome. With that thought in his mind he left.
The Doctor sat on the uncomfortable chair, his bum feeling numb and his back aching from sitting unnaturally straight against the hard back. Rose was beside him and Jack was on the pair of seats in front, looking out of the window at the rain lashing down, completely spaced out. A teen was sitting behind them and he would occasionally feel a bit of rolled up gum paper hit the back of his neck and a snigger from behind, it was getting annoying.
He hated buses, no worse than that, he loathed them, detested and despised the horrible, fuel guzzling machines that moved slowly it seemed as if the old lady outside with a brolly and a shopping bag could walk faster. He groaned at every stop that wasn't his as people took ages to depart from the vehicle and then more passengers took longer to get on and then the driver had to get out for a fag. It was very frustrating when all he wanted to do was to get to wherever Rose's next activity location was.
The clues had been. It's a big building, like a warehouse and inside its very noisy and everyone gets very competitive. What on earth could that mean? It could mean that they were holding a loudest burp contest in a giant warehouse for all the use that was.
The Time Lord 'hmphed' and 'ughed' to himself but Rose just ignored him preferring to listen to the ipod whose headphones were sat snugly in her ears. It irritated him profusely that she could just block out his voice no matter how much he chattered to her and complained.
Suddenly, he felt something sticky hit the back of his neck. It was a ball of green, gooey chewing gum thrown by the boy behind him. That was the finally straw.
The fact that the bus did not have seatbelts was probably a good thing because of the speed the Time Lord jumped to his feet he would've forgotten all about it had there been.
"Right! Listen here! If you don't stop throwing paper and chewing gum at me then I will get my time machine put you in it preferably gagged, blindfolded and completely helpless and then I'm going to go back to the time of the dinosaurs where I'll either leave you in a tyrannosaurus rex's nest so it can feed tiny, ripped up pieces of your insolent body to its babies or I'll leave you beneath a herd of stampeding triceratops so you can be crushed and witness death coming upon you in the shape of thousands of tons of herbivorous, horned beast! Throw paper at them will you?"
Rose was frankly shocked and slightly terrified of the Doctor's sudden change in attitude from cheery chappy to scary, threatening alien man. She'd only ever seen him like that to bad, bad creatures who tried to kill lots of innocents.
"Whatever, dude, keep your knickers on and go back to the loony farm," the kid shrugged, seemingly unaffected by the man's rant and the fact he was talking about time machines and such.
"Argh! Kids these days! When's our stop, Rose?"
"Next one after this," she replied.
"Good! What you listening to?" the Doctor was, just as quickly as he changed back to his normal happy go lucky persona, a huge wacky grin on his face.
"Talk about giant mood swings. Er…the Kaiser Chiefs at this moment in time- Ruby."
"Ooh, can I listen?"
"If you must," Rose sighed as the alien tugged an earphone from her and put it in.
"Can I choose something?"
"If you want," Rose sighed again, looking forward to when they got off the bus.
The Doctor took the gadget and began speedily sifting through all Rose's music, his fingers a blur as he skimmed on the pad. "Aha!" He clicked on a button and suddenly the music changed and Rose groaned.
"High School Musical? How could you?"
"We're breaking free! We're soaring, flying….!"
"It's our stop!" Rose yelled, yanking the equipment from the Doctor before he could get into full swing.
The three, after rousing Jack who had fallen asleep, jumped off the bus and into the downpour outside. In front of them was a huge building with a sign backed by black and white chequers on the back: Mr Karting: Go-karts.
"Oh right!" Jack cheered.
"Wow, go-karts!" the Doctor grinned, "You do realise I may be able to steer a TARDIS through the space and time vortex but I have no coordination when it comes to driving anything ground bound. The last time I tried a car I nearly killed someone. This is going to be so fun!"
"Oh my god, what have I done?" Rose gulped as the two men charged towards the track.
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