Hello again. It's Friday and my current position is crawled underneath a rock in my garden. Not because any of you told me to go there, but because it's comfy. And I am writing! See! (It's currently on a piece of paper, coz we don't have enough extension leads for me to re-locate my computer to the garden).
To everyone: Here we are with part two of two. Let's hope they blow something up.
Mega thanks to ALL of my reviewers! And anyone else who's read this story but has been too busy/lazy/shy to review. (I refuse to believe you haven't reviewed for any other reason!).
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The following document was inspired by sugar, written while under the influence of sugar (and the Doctor Who episodes) and so will probably be best enjoyed if taken with added sugar.
Disclaimer: Taidoranaru Greywing (that would be me) has never, does not, and will never (probably) own Doctor Who. Which means the BBC does.
Also don't own ChittyChittyBangBang, but there you go.)
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5 – You're a very violent girl, you know that?
Where were we? Oh yes, I remember now, electrocuting Trouble-on-legs.
'Ah,' the Slitheen think, 'that didn't work.' And, strangely enough electrifying one Slitheen affects them all. Good thing too, otherwise the Doctor would've been hard-pressed to save Rose and Jackie this time round.
Our Time Lord comes back with army support and realises that most people are more likely to believe their Prime Minister, even if he is an alien in disguise then a random stranger. Who does happen to be an alien. But they don't know that.
Unfortunately for him, the Slitheen want the army people to shoot him. That doesn't happen because he cunningly slipped into a lift right in front of them. Besides, they can't kill him yet, it's only the fifth episode! So…they'll let him escape. Just this once.
In the meantime Rose and the Random-MP-that-our-alien-is-sure-he-knows are playing a nice, friendly game of hide and seek with one of the Slitheen. Friendly…right. Yes, Rose, she's never going to spot you behind that desk. Rose agrees and moved behind the curtain instead. Personally, I don't think that's much better, but there you go.
Was it just me who thought the Slitheen person was doing an impression of the Child-catcher from ChittyChittyBangBang? You know, with the whole: 'Where are you, little human children?'.
Anyway, Trouble-on-legs comes in and saves the day, or at least two people because that's what he does best. So Random-MP-who-might-actually-be-important's gesture of 'Eat MEE first!' wasn't really necessary. They run off and the Doctor threatens to blow everyone up…with a sonic screwdriver and a flask of vintage wine. He is a pyromaniac isn't he? Next, he demonstrates his amazing knowledge of random facts by…locking them inside a steel room. With only one exit. Which the Slitheen are guarding. That was clever.
Rose wants to use some nuclear warheads to blow the Slitheen up. I think the Time Lord's rubbing off on her.
They're kind of stuck since they can't call for help because you can't get a signal inside a steel room. Aha! They obviously haven't considered the gadget phone that's been jiggery-pokered. They can call the Doctor's friends for help. What's that? He doesn't have any friends that are alive? He needs to get out more! Never mind. They phone Rose's friends, since she has some. Well, her mum and her boyfriend.
Using Last Surviving Time Lord's instructions Mickey-the-idiot hacks into the advert the Slitheen are sending. But they don't know it's an advert yet – he doesn't get to listen to it for very long. 'Come and buy chunks of the Earth,' the advert says. But as I said, they don't get to listen to much of it.
Here it is explained where Rose gets her amazing powers of perception from, when Jackie comes in and exclaims: 'It's the Thing!'. Yeah, helpful. Really narrows it down, that does.
Acetic acid. Who keeps acetic acid in their kitchen? Oh, it's vinegar. Why didn't you say so?
So, Slitheen-who's-pretending-to-be-Prime-Minister's third cousin twice removed gets killed. Oh well, no one cares much. Apart from the Slitheen, but they don't count. In revenge, the Slitheen will blow up the world! They were going to do that anyway, but never mind.
Huh. Americans. Take ages to give them the weapons of mass destruction they need to blow up the world.
Meanwhile, Ricky has (on Trouble-on-legs' instructions) managed to hack into the Royal Navy's website. (A/N And just why would one single password, with no numbers or symbols in it, be enough to hack into all the military sites? And the Doctor knows said password how?). Where he can launch a missile from. Of course. Alien-who's-a-good-guy-really is going to probably die from the missile he's aiming at himself.
Or, if he survives that, from Jackie killing him for Rose being dead. And nobody can stop this previously mentioned missile because… some idiot is tapping at his keyboard.
'Oh well,' the Slitheen think, 'At least Trouble-on-legs and the pretty girl are going to get blown up too.'
And the Slitheen are correct because…they do get blown up. But that's fine because they're all ok.
The Doctor offers Mickey-the-idiot an adventure beyond his wildest dreams. Mickey thinks of his wildest dreams and hastily declines. He lies to Rose and says his… bad knee will prevent him from running fast enough to escape the near-death situations that will occur in forthcoming episodes. And Rose believes him. She did so quickly enough to make me think that she didn't really want him to come. She's happy with just the two of them. So they depart in their 'Technologically Advanced Romantic Den, Is Serviced' (this one belongs to Avelynn Tame, along with the other six included in the extra-long review. Thank you!).
They survived. Don't worry though viewers, something life-threatening will happen next episode.
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Summary of the Synopsis: They save the world, but do get blown up in the process. (A/N It's about time, they've had too many near-misses. Luckily, this blowing up wasn't fatal.)
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Hee… getting blown up isn't always fatal. I like that. Next, Dalek!