Birthday in Vegas Pt. 3 or "Not Vegas"
2:30 A.M.-2:45 A.M.
"Look at what I found!" yelled Seven sometime later. They had already gotten their shoes back and decided to leave the rest there. After they wandered around a little Seven had peeked around a bush and found the start to a trail of jelly babies.
"I think Four is giving us some help," said Three. "Or is very, very drunk," Six muttered. They followed the trail around a corner and down a street. "If you two are Four's successors," Two asked addressing Six and Seven, "Shouldn't you know where Four is?" Six shrugged. "As I said, Four is drunk. Really drunk. I don't even remember coming here as him." Seven sighed. "Me neither." Three groaned. "Really? How much vodka-dipped jelly babies did he have?"
"Vodka-dipped jelly babies?" Two asked excitedly. After Seven nodded he went on all fours and started gobbling up the trail of jelly babies. Seeing Six's and Seven's confused faces Three said, "He hasn't drunk a thing all night." Suddenly a building exploded in the distance and Nine came running from the other side of the street.
"Have you seen Ten or Eleven anywhere?" he asked hurriedly. "No, but we saw an explosion over there," Seven said nonchalantly as he pointed to the explosion site. Nine muttered a curse and ran off in that direction.
"Look at this map!" yelled Three, who had gone ahead. They all gathered around the map post. Two read its title. "It seems that we're in-"
"Charleston, West Virginia?" said Six in horror. Seven groaned. "This is exactly like San Francisco. So what's going to happen now, are we going to be shot by Chinese gangsters?" he ranted. "Got that out of your system?" asked Two. Seven sighed and nodded. "Why does everything bad happen in America?" Three whined.
"The trail of jelly babies ends here!" Seven said as he pointed to a bar. Two frowned as he chewed on the last jelly baby of the trail. They all crowded around the window to see a horrifying sight.
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(Four's POV)
"I am your king and you shall obey me!" Four yelled and laughed crazily. His jelly baby armies, ever growing smaller as he crammed them down his throat, stood stagnant during his speech. "Bow to me, servants!" Some jelly babies fell over; yet most stood still. Four frowned, and then grinned widely. "Oh, right, I haven't taught you how to bow yet! It's like this!"
He drunkenly fell over his armies, crushing them as he yelled, "Jelly babies, feel my wrath!" Somewhere along the way, he began to do gobble up his soldiers, make jelly baby angels, drink more vodka, and yell very inappropriate things about past companions, especially Jamie McCrimmon.
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(Seven's POV)
The 2nd, 3rd, 6th and 7th Doctors had watched this scene with faces of horror and amusement (guess which Doctor has which face) for a while until Six stood up and yelled indignantly, "That underwear stealing tosser!"
"What?" shouted Seven, bewildered. "No one steals my underwear and gets away with it!" Six declared as he stormed into the bar. "That must have been the strangest statement I have made in a long time," said Seven to Two and Three as they all entered the bar. They both grinned.
They found Four and Six in the midst of a verbal take down…on a table. "You stole my underwear," growled Six he struggled to balance on the edge of the table. "You stole my bucket of jelly babies!" Four retorted, and grinned in spite of himself.
"What?" asked Six, confused. "In your left pocket," said Four. Six dug into his pocket for a while before pulling a bucket which was filled to a quarter with vodka-dipped jelly babies.
"Oh," was all Six said. Four choose that moment to attack, and Six hit him in the head with the bucket. As Four tried to balance himself Six jumped up high and slammed down on the table.
The table unbalanced under him and Four went unconscious in the process. Meanwhile, Six landed safely on his feet. Three patted him on the back. "Well done, old chap!" he said.
Seven checked Four's double pulse and frowned. "We'll have to take him to the TARDIS," he decided. The rest of the Doctors groaned.
"Where is the TARDIS anyway? Is it down the street? Around a corner? In Vegas?" Six panicked. Seven chuckled weakly. "I don't think we strayed that far from the TARDIS," he said uncertainly. Six laughed. "You really don't know what happened tonight," he said cryptically. Seven huffed.
"So, who's going to carry Four?" asked Two suddenly. Everyone looked at Six. "What?" he asked, already dreading the search for the TARDIS.
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They had wandered around for a while and found no signs of the TARDIS. Two groaned. "How are we going to find the TARDIS in this maze?"
"I don't know," muttered Seven as he looked behind another bush. "You won't find the TARDIS behind bushes!" grumbled Six as he heaved Four over his shoulder. "Oh, shut up, you're just grumpy because you're carrying Four."
"No, I'm grumpy because you're being stupid!" yelled Six.
"You're stupid!"retorted Seven.
"I found the TARDIS!" yelled Two, trying to defuse the situation. "Where?" they both said simultaneously. "Here!" said Two, pointing to somewhere behind a corner. He led them to the TARDIS and opened the door easily. "I thought I locked the TARDIS," Six muttered uneasily. They all went inside.
The console room was a wreck. Spray paint covered the wall, water leaked from cracks in the ceiling, and there were dents in the roundels in the console room and the adjoining hallway.
"Oh my giddy aunt!" gasped Two.
"My TARDIS!" wailed Six.
"Oh s*#^!" swore Three.
Seven stayed silent for the moment and he was the only one to hear an elephant from deep within the TARDIS.
"Oh s*#^ indeed," he muttered.
TO BE CONTINUED