Howl's Moving Castle belongs to Diana Wynne Jones, the movie belongs Hayao Miyazaki. Doctor Who belongs to the BBC.
"Look we don't know where your friend is!" Howl protested. "We don't even know who he is."
Amy grabbed her pretty, ginger ringlets in frustration. "His name is Rory and he's this tall and has light brown hair and blue eyes! He's funny and handsome and smart! What part of that don't you understand?"
Howl was quite taken aback but Sophie, being the motherly person she was, gently wrapped her arms around the hysterical woman. "We'll find him. Don't worry." She gave The Doctor a quizzical look. "What do you mean he's here?" The doctor sat on the table and Sophie had to bite back her disapproval. The Doctor didn't seem like a person you would tell off for taking a load off on the place you ate breakfast. He looked like he could flop down in the king's throne at seem perfectly at home.
"Well, I don't mean in the castle, that could happen though, mind you. It's more of the general area, the town we're in, say. Maybe even the country."
"The country!" Wailed Markl. Ingary was vast and sprawling. It would be near impossible to find an average sounding man in an area that large.
"Not to fret!" The Doctor proclaimed. "We have the TARDIS!" He opened the door and strange colored smoke poured out. "Blast. This trip's done one on her, should take a while to refuel. Looks like we're on foot." Everyone groaned, even Calcifer who knew all the traveling would cost him an awful lot of sleep.
"Speaking of, would you care to explain the TARDIS?" Howl suggested. The Doctor sighed as if he was about to go through a mandatory, tiring process that he had done many times before and would prefer to not say again.
"TARDIS stands for time and relative dimensions in space. Basically, it's a time machine and spaceship rolled into one. It's bigger on the inside and it's alive. Any questions?"
Everyone was still trying to figure out what he meant by "time machine" and "spaceship."
Amy, who had been poking around, suddenly came across the color wheel next to the door. "Hey, what're these for?"
"Oh! Please don't touch those!" Howl skidded across the room in an attempt to stop the curious assistant. It was to late, she had already opened the door to the flower shop.
"How is this possible? We were in the air before." The Doctor sauntered over and peered at it with her.
"Everything's possible in a wizards house." He said. "Looks like some kind of portal. Let's see where the rest of them go." So Howl watched hopelessly as they opened the yellow setting and stepped out into the valley of flowers and the green setting where they looked off the balcony again. When they got to black, Howl leaped forward and grabbed the doorknob. "That's quite enough, thank you." The Doctor stalked off looking dejected but soon recovered when he found out he could go in the TARDIS again. "All right, everybody in, quick. It won't move or anything but we can still track Rory's signal again." Sophie and Markl gaped as they entered but Howl and Granny Witch seemed unimpressed.
"It really is bigger on the inside, just like you said." Markl gasped, awed.
"Isn't it?" The Doctor yelled as he flipped various switches and tapped a dark screen. "So Howl, anything to say?"
"I say," said Howl. "If a castle can appear much bigger than it really is than a tiny, little box can be bigger. And I still haven't had my bath yet." He complained.
"Plenty of time for that later." The Doctor obviously didn't realize the importance of Howls daily grooming. "In the mean time, RORY!" He banged the screen roughly. "CAN YOU HEAR ME? TARDIS TO RORY! COME IN RORY WILLIAMS!" The screen blurred to life and the staticky image of a man appeared. He seemed frightened and miserable. He was slumped against a wall. When he heard The Doctors voice his face lit up and he held his hand to his mouth, speaking into it like a microphone.
"Oh thank god, it's you Doctor. Is Amy there?" She ran up to the screen and brushed it gently with her fingers.
"It's me. Please, tell us where you are."
"I don't know but Amy-
"I swear, we'll find you, where ever you are."
"Amy!"
"What?"
"There are these statue things, these angels. They have me. They seem to be stone but when I take my eyes off them, even for one second. They move." Amy and The Doctor grew white.
"The weeping angels." She hissed.
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