Hello everyone! I'm baaaaack! After having major writers block and massive workloads I am back with another chapter. Hopefully it won't take me too long to update again after this.

I just wanted to say a big thank-you to everyone who has encouraged me to keep this story going, it's a nice warm fuzzy feeling knowing that people want to read the drabble my twisted little mind produces. Thank-you all again! Now without further ado, the next exciting instalment!

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"Um…I don't think he's coming back" Jack finally said slowly.

The Fourth Doctor had taken the command 'Run!' to heart and had run down the cricket pitch, across the park and was now out of sight.

The Fifth Doctor buried his face in his hands and groaned.

"I guess we should've been more specific when we told him to run" Rose added.

"Can I uh-bowl him out now?" the Eighth Doctor raised his hand timidly.

The Fifth Doctor nodded weakly with his head still in his hands.

"Right" the Ninth Doctor clapped his hands together "moving on then. Do we have another cricket bat?"

"Aye there's another here" replied the Seventh Doctor rummaging through the gear bag.

"Does anyone know where the ball went?" the Eight Doctor looked around.

"No!" the Tenth Doctor replied hastily from underneath the bench.

Sarah Jane looked down at the Tenth Doctor "why are you under there?"

"Well" the Tenth Doctor replied, "sometimes you just feel like hiding-I mean lying underneath a bench".

"Can we just move on please?" the Third Doctor sighed, "get another ball from the bag" he was beginning to look as exasperated as the Fifth Doctor.

"Now we return to the match of the century…or was it millennium? Either way it's big" the Second Doctor continued his cricket commentary, "in a shocking display the Fourth Doctor has deserted his team. Up next to bat is the clownish one".

"I prefer enigmatic" the Seventh Doctor said nonchalantly.

"Planning on getting out from under there chum?" the Ninth Doctor snickered at the Tenth who shook his head defiantly ('I like it here').

"Alright let's start" the Third said annoyed that he was now short a fielder.

"Bef wifth oo in a minfut" the Eight replied with a mouth full of the Fourth Doctor's abandoned jelly babies.

"Oh so you like them now do you?" said the Sixth Doctor rolling his eyes.

"I've always loved jelly babies" the Eighth replied, "I've got no idea what you're on about".

The Seventh Doctor turned out to be a better cricket player than expected and the Fifth Doctor began to cheer up a bit watching the match while the others around him began to amuse themselves.

Sarah Jane and Mel decided that they had better go find the Fourth Doctor and set off in the direction he had run with floppy hat and scarf in hand.

Jack tried hitting (unsuccessfully) on Jamie while the Ninth Doctor watched them with delight.

The Tenth Doctor continued to hide underneath the bench but was singing 'I Just Can't Wait to be King' to the Fifth Doctor ("c'mon join in. You know you love it").

Beside the Fifth Doctor the First Doctor continued to nap and occasionally mutter something about cucumber sandwiches.

Then there was a loud shriek.

"Oh God he's here!" the Tenth Doctor wailed.

"Actually it's Romana and Rose" the Fifth Doctor said turning around, "they're fighting".

Suddenly everyone was interested in watching the scuffle between the two girls.

"…someone should break this up" Jamie said without moving.

"Yeah someone should" the Ninth Doctor replied as he stared.

"The question is though, who's the right person for the job?" the Tenth mused, still under the bench.

"Yes it's a delicate situation" the Eighth Doctor nodded.

"We uh-need to consider it carefully" Jack added.

"BREAK IT UP!!!" the Second Doctor rand towards Romana and Rose brandishing his recorder, "WE HAVE A CRICKET MATCH IN PROGRESS HERE!"

Jack, Jamie and the other Doctors (even the Fifth) gave a disappointed sigh.

The First Doctor just gave a little snore ('mmm tea and biscuits mmm').

"Were you fighting over little old me?" the Ninth Doctor said to the two sheepish girls with a grin.

"Don't be daft" Rose jabbed him with her elbow, "she accused me of not being a natural blonde"

Suddenly everyone else was very interested in looking at their shoes, except for the Tenth Doctor.

"But Rose you aren't a-"

"No no no no no" the Fifth Doctor scrambled under the bench and clamped his hand over the Tenth Doctor's mouth, "no".

"Back to the game then" the Eighth said tossing the cricket ball in the air and catching it again.

Underneath the bench the Fifth Doctor removed his hand from the Tenth Doctor's mouth and eyed him warily, "why did you scream out 'oh God he's here' just before?"

"Umm…no reason" the Tenth Doctor said innocently, "just felt like saying it. It absolutely had nothing to do with the Fourth Doctor hitting a cricket ball through the Master's window and said Master being really pissed off. Uh-huh it has nothing to do with that at all" he added.

"Oh dear" the Fifth Doctor said, "I think I feel my headache coming back".

Dun dun DUN!

When will the Master show up?

When will the Fourth Doctor be back?

Should I add the latest companion Martha along with a few others you guys have mentioned?

Review and let me know!

P.S. Sorry about the goof with Eight and the jelly babies in the last chapter tis all good now.