It has arrived! Fronque has finished his little contribution, containing Adric, as I thought. Blame all spelling mistakes on him, and email hatemail to him. How, you will have to work out for youselves, and we all know how you like working.
Rose Tyler walked along the streets of London, swinging her handbag. She felt... newborn. She had finally managed to put the Doctor behind her. In the past.

Suddenly, she stopped. No- it was impossible. She must have imagined it. She thought she ought to look again, so she looked again.

She hadn't imagined it! There it was, on the poster- the Doctor's face! A big old face, putting the Face of Boe to shame. she read the poster, using her personal pocket Pete to help her with the longer words (more than two letters).

The poster read: GENIUS CONVENTION: GO AND BE A GENIUS!
DOCTOR JOHN SMITH WILL BE THERE, BEING A GENIUS! TOWN HALL, 10:00 AM.

Rose, reading this, immeadiaely leapt into the driving seat of her space hopper and sped off towards the town hall.

She passed an old lady, who stared after her with mild interest.
"It's been a while since I saw a bouncing chav," said the old lady.
"It ain't for me," said Mickey with a filthy chuckle.
The old lady, shocked at Mickey's vulgarity, drew her bazooka from her handbag, and blasted Mickey into infinity.

"Adric!" The Doctor grabbed the young man, shaking his hand vigorously. "How on Earth did you survive the Dinosaurs"
"Easy, Doctor. Well, I simply rigged the cybership to become an inter-dimensional hopper, and bounced into another universe- this one, where the dinosaurs were very civilised reptiles who offered me toasted teacakes. It was then just a matter of building a time machine fuelled by tea to jump to this dimension. Unfortunately, the backwash wiped out the dinosaurs. Oh well. Their teacakes weren't all that good anyway"
"But what have you got here, Adric?" the Doctor inquired.
"Very simple, it's just an idiot transfuser"
"Err"
"Oh, come on, Doctor. Even in that new body you must know that all it does is convert idiots into more... useful energy, like my toasted teacake cooker fuel. Oh, look, that blonde chav running across the floor yelling DOCTOR!!!! at the top of her lungs is about to enter it's field..."

There was a crackle of electricity, and Rose was instantly fried. Instantly sensing that this was no loss to the planet, the assembled geniuses gave a resounding cheer.

Then it was dinner-time, and they all had Fried Rose with Teacakes for tea.

Well done Fronque! A round of applause is due, but he ain't gonna get it.