Both Doctors landed on Gallifrey, and they walked out of their TARDISes. Then, a random Time Lord turned a corner and saw The 2 Doctors.

"Oh, How are you… and who are you?" The Time Lord asked.

The 5th Doctor answered, "I'm doing fine, and I'm the…"

"Shh! Oh, um, I'm John Smith, and this is, um, agh…" The 9th Doctor interrupted.

"I'm Colin Sanders." The 5th Doctor quickly answered.

"Colin Sanders!?" The 9th Doctor questioned.

"I had little time to think!" The 5th Doctor retorted.

"Oh, outsiders, Well, Colin and John, I'm The Florist," The Florist stated.

"The Florist?!" The 9th Doctor laughed.

"Oh, I can't wait to be you," The 5th Doctor said sarcastically.

The Florist asked, "Is there something wrong with my name?" in an angry tone.

"Oh, nothing, can you bring us to The Lord President, who is that by the way." The 9th Doctor asked.

"Oh, a young man, His name is The Director. Only 558 years of age." The Florist answered.

"What year is it exactly?" The 9th Doctor questioned.

"Why, it's 12 trillion and 2 of course," The Florist answered.

"12 TRILLION AND 2!" Both Doctors exclaimed simultaneously.

"Yes, is that strange?" The Florist asked.

"It's just that the last time I was at gallifrey it was 19 billion, 726." The 9th Doctor wondered.

"That was during the Last Great Time War. Around the day of the tragedy," The Florist said gravely.

The 9th Doctor nervously answered, "Well, I must have gotten the wrong date, because there was no war when I came." The 9th Doctor chuckled.

"The only way for you to have been anywhere near that is for you to have a time machine… Doctor," The Florist accused. Both Doctors stood back.

"How do you know who we are?" The 5th Doctor asked.

The Florist laughed, "How do I know you? Why you're Gallifrey's greatest enemy and greatest hero. You are in every history book. You are in nursery rhymes, hymns, and stories. You are a legend. And The Director will want to see you. Both Doctors looked at each other nervously and walked in the direction of The Florist.