Fipp: Bit late, finished the Fifth Doctor era a while ago (already nearing the end of the Tenth Doctor's run), but better late than never.

The Fifth

Hello, my Thief's Fifth.

Oh dear, this is bad. This is very bad. The signals from that large disk thing-have certainly made of a mess of your Regeneration. If nothing is done soon about it…

None of this is good, already your cellular structure is already beginning to shake, and you've already began to revert to mental states of past Yous. Maybe I could help you a little bit, just push you into the direction of who you are going to become?

Yes, that seems to help a little bit. It's not much, but putting on these new clothes already seem to be making a difference of some sort. I can see your mind beginning to clear up a little bit. Hopefully this should by you some time, at least a little before-

CRASH

What was that? Oh, I see what is going on…

You think you're clever, using the Uppity One like that, don't you Drumming One? I was so concerned for my Thief that I didn't see it at first.

Well it won't work, because my Thief is much more clever than you, and when he recovers, he'll sort this all out and then you'll be sorry for killing him.

CRASH

That is, if we survive this that is…

000

Overall, this one seems to be the youngest You of them all (or at least so far), in both appearance, and in ideals. With this You, you seem to be more amazed by whatever you see when you step outside my doors, and take to heart these things more than before. Everything that happened always looked as though it affected you on a personal level.

But, the adventures you had with this body were always the most bloody. There always seemed to so much death and disaster wherever we went; so much chaos, and with the way you think now, being so generous and happy with people surviving (much more than before).

You never fully recovered from the Uppity's One's death (something which had been interwoven into the Web of Time), all the deaths that happened at that sea base, (the Ancient Lizards have always been a sensitive issue for you), and everything, everything that happened with the Evil Ones (I don't think you'll ever forget what the Shrill One said to you.)

You said that it was time to mend your way, that maybe you should change the way that you lived the way that you lived your life.

Maybe this holiday you've suggested could do us a world of good.

000

I don't think this holiday was a good idea.

The first thing that makes me think this is that an hour after you left with the Thin One, the whole planet begins to explode in boiling mud.

The second is when you, carrying the Thin One, stumble through my doors, on the verge of poison.

I can see it in both of you, how close you two are to death, and I know about the bat's milk, and how there isn't enough for both of you. I also know what you're going to do about it.

You give her the antidote, not a second thought about it. It's not long, only a few seconds, before you collapse to the floor.

"I might regenerate," you say, when the Thin One cries, trying to do something to save you. "I don't know. Feels different this time."

Yes… There's something odd now. I can feel it, deep inside myself, but, what-

Is that laughter?

THUMP-THUMP-THUMP-THUMP

You!

"No my dear Doctor, you must die! Die, Doctor! Die, Doctor!"

I see how you're doing this. There's still some of the Used One inside me, and your using that against him. I don't know how you knew about the Regeneration, but you're still trying to ruin the end of this life, like you tried to do at the start.

And then you go one with more of your obnoxious laughs.

It won't work you know. My Thief will pull this off; there are simply too many people who would be cross with him if he simply let someone like you beat him down.

And oh look! It's working! You've lost, how surprising!

Goodbye, my Thief's Fifth.

000

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Mrfipp