Oooh, and epic, multidoctor anti-Rose one! What more could you ever want? Romana? Well, I forgot.
The 11th Doctor was feeling a bit bored. He had learnt how to get into the parallel universe, but as he knew Rose was a useless whiny ugly chav he hadn't tried it yet. In his boredom, he had decided on something to break the laws of time, just for a laugh, and wanted his other incarnations to be part of it.
"Hm, what's that now? Great scott, the TARDIS!" The first watched as the 11th bounded out of the TARDIS, and approached him.
"You do know you're breaking every law of time, m-boy?" the first said accusingly, and thwacking his ankle with his stick.
"Oh you miserable old grump, cummon, we're gonna play a game!" "Harrumph, a what kind of game would we play, hm?"
"Interdimentional hopping!"
The second was trying to relax, unusually, but unfortunately the particularly beautiful view he was admiring was filled by a large blue monstrosity.
"Jamie, take that thing off!" Jamie went into the TARDIS to take it off, but when he came out the second was nowhere to be seen.
"Oh my giddy aunt, oh crumbs!"
"Shut up me! Do you want the Master to come?" The 11th had dragged the 2nd into the TARDIS, and taken to the vortex.
"The Master, who's the Master?"
"The Master is a renegade Timelord, who-"
"Oh my giddy aunt, oh crumbs!"
"What?"
"Look at the scanner!"
"WHAT?!"
The third was striding around a quarry, when he heard a sound behind him.
"Hmm, he's following me, I'd better keep going- oof!" The Doctor walked straight into the TARDIS that had appeared silently before him.
"Great balls of fire!" the eleventh said as he came out and hijacked the third.
The Fourth Doctor was charging around London, desperate for some Jelly Babies, and he was getting frustrated by the total lack of the jelly sweet goodness, except for the 11th Doctor.
Yes, he was holding a packet of Jelly Babies.
"Would you like a Jelly Baby?" the Eleventh asked, as the Fourth stared at him. After about a minute he finally managed to talk.
"You're wearing my scarf!"
"Oh, yeah, I decided I would wear it today. Anyway, come with me, there's Jelly Babies for all!"
"This time I have to admit defeat..."
The Fifth was playing cricket, of course, and his playing skill was much envied by the other players of the team. They watched from the pavillion as another six went soaring to boundary, only for it to be caught by the eleventh.
"What are you doing?!" the fifth yelled at him, and dashed over, only for the eleventh to drag him into the TARDIS.
The sixth Doctor was out on a peaceful fishing trip, trying for Gumblejacks. Down the bank he spots another figure fishing. He wandered over, and stood behind the other fisherman. The other fisherman spoke.
"Ah hello me, had any more Gumblejacks?" The sixth started.
"Me?! Why do I always ruin my fishing trips? No more Gumblejacks..."
"OH NO YOU DON'T! We've had the master here one too many times today!"
"How many times?"
"One."
"Far too many."
The ninth, tenth and eighth Doctors were having a rather fun time. They were going through their past experiences with companions, and themselves.
"Well, I haven't seen any of my previous selves yet," the Tenth said, as they recalled the time the Second and the Sixth met in spain, and the third, second and first battling to beat Omega.
"I wonder what our next self will be like," the ninth said, as, predictably, the Eleventh appeared from behind them.
"Well I've heard he's a rather Jolly fellow! But not a Jolly Gnu... Anyhows, we're off to see Rose!"
"Who?" said the Eighth.
"Do we have to?" said the Ninth.
"YUY!" the Tenth gurgled.
It was rather crowded in the TARDIS, with the Doctors from 1-13 crowded in the console room. After they had picked up numbers 7, 12 and 13 the Eleventh had taken them through the void to Rose's Universe, or as it should be known, Universe Of Severe Misfortune Due To Rose's Presence. They landed in Epping Forest, and tumbled out, for some unknown reason carrying a load of nets and rope.
"Right me, me, me, me, me-"
"Stop repeating yourself, it's not helping matters!"
"-me, me, me, me, me and me, we're going Chav hunting!" the Eleventh explained. The Tenth jumped up and began running round in circles.
"YUY, WE'RE GONNA FIND ROSE!" With that he took off into the distance.
"Right then, sane mes, we're going to set up traps, and whoever manages to catch a chav wins, unless someone gets Rose, in which case they win by default whether she dies or not." Everyone else looked shocked.
"What's wrong with all chavs?" said the Thirteen.
"Oh, well, nothing really. Fine, we'll only go for Rose!" With that they all dashed off to set up traps. The First tried the time-honoured bent sapling and noose, the third tied a tripwire and the ninth secured a tree trunk, which would roll down the hill towards her when an opportunity arose.
Rose was out for a walk that day, and was walking down a path when she saw a bag of chips on the floor. She screamed in delight, and began to run towards them. The Tenth heard her scream and began to run towards her. They were running towards each other, arms outstretched, when Rose picked up the chips. She plummeted into the Seventh's hidden pit, and was impaled upon the sharpened stakes. The Tenth screamed and began to run faster, but he stepped into the First's noose, and found himself dangling over the pit of stakes.
"You know, I'm so tempted to cut that rope!" the Eighth said, and picked up his scissors.
Sleep with one eye open, clutching your pillow tight, Exit Rose! Enter Those! Ones who will, save use us for-ever-ever-ever and, that's the end of my story. Well this bit anyway. Anyone want to contribute, and gain entry to the order of the warriors of the scarf, second class? Only so far done by The Ginger Fan Club and The Jolly Gnu.
The 11th Doctor was feeling a bit bored. He had learnt how to get into the parallel universe, but as he knew Rose was a useless whiny ugly chav he hadn't tried it yet. In his boredom, he had decided on something to break the laws of time, just for a laugh, and wanted his other incarnations to be part of it.
"Hm, what's that now? Great scott, the TARDIS!" The first watched as the 11th bounded out of the TARDIS, and approached him.
"You do know you're breaking every law of time, m-boy?" the first said accusingly, and thwacking his ankle with his stick.
"Oh you miserable old grump, cummon, we're gonna play a game!" "Harrumph, a what kind of game would we play, hm?"
"Interdimentional hopping!"
The second was trying to relax, unusually, but unfortunately the particularly beautiful view he was admiring was filled by a large blue monstrosity.
"Jamie, take that thing off!" Jamie went into the TARDIS to take it off, but when he came out the second was nowhere to be seen.
"Oh my giddy aunt, oh crumbs!"
"Shut up me! Do you want the Master to come?" The 11th had dragged the 2nd into the TARDIS, and taken to the vortex.
"The Master, who's the Master?"
"The Master is a renegade Timelord, who-"
"Oh my giddy aunt, oh crumbs!"
"What?"
"Look at the scanner!"
"WHAT?!"
"Stop repeating yourself, it's-"
"Shut up me, look at the scanner! It's the Master!" The Master stared angrily at the Second.
"Stop repeating me, it's not helping matters!" The Eleventh prepared to turn the scanner off, but the Master began to shout.
"IT'S VITAL WE STOP REPEATING OURSELVES! THE WORDS IN THE UNIVERSE ARE BEING REMOVED! STOP USING THEM UP!"
"Shut up."
"Stop repeating-" The Master was suddenly pole-axed by an axe pole.
The third was striding around a quarry, when he heard a sound behind him.
"Hmm, he's following me, I'd better keep going- oof!" The Doctor walked straight into the TARDIS that had appeared silently before him.
"Great balls of fire!" the eleventh said as he came out and hijacked the third.
The Fourth Doctor was charging around London, desperate for some Jelly Babies, and he was getting frustrated by the total lack of the jelly sweet goodness, except for the 11th Doctor.
Yes, he was holding a packet of Jelly Babies.
"Would you like a Jelly Baby?" the Eleventh asked, as the Fourth stared at him. After about a minute he finally managed to talk.
"You're wearing my scarf!"
"Oh, yeah, I decided I would wear it today. Anyway, come with me, there's Jelly Babies for all!"
"This time I have to admit defeat..."
The Fifth was playing cricket, of course, and his playing skill was much envied by the other players of the team. They watched from the pavillion as another six went soaring to boundary, only for it to be caught by the eleventh.
"What are you doing?!" the fifth yelled at him, and dashed over, only for the eleventh to drag him into the TARDIS.
The sixth Doctor was out on a peaceful fishing trip, trying for Gumblejacks. Down the bank he spots another figure fishing. He wandered over, and stood behind the other fisherman. The other fisherman spoke.
"Ah hello me, had any more Gumblejacks?" The sixth started.
"Me?! Why do I always ruin my fishing trips? No more Gumblejacks..."
"OH NO YOU DON'T! We've had the master here one too many times today!"
"How many times?"
"One."
"Far too many."
The ninth, tenth and eighth Doctors were having a rather fun time. They were going through their past experiences with companions, and themselves.
"Well, I haven't seen any of my previous selves yet," the Tenth said, as they recalled the time the Second and the Sixth met in spain, and the third, second and first battling to beat Omega.
"I wonder what our next self will be like," the ninth said, as, predictably, the Eleventh appeared from behind them.
"Well I've heard he's a rather Jolly fellow! But not a Jolly Gnu... Anyhows, we're off to see Rose!"
"Who?" said the Eighth.
"Do we have to?" said the Ninth.
"YUY!" the Tenth gurgled.
It was rather crowded in the TARDIS, with the Doctors from 1-13 crowded in the console room. After they had picked up numbers 7, 12 and 13 the Eleventh had taken them through the void to Rose's Universe, or as it should be known, Universe Of Severe Misfortune Due To Rose's Presence. They landed in Epping Forest, and tumbled out, for some unknown reason carrying a load of nets and rope.
"Right me, me, me, me, me-"
"Stop repeating yourself, it's not helping matters!"
"-me, me, me, me, me and me, we're going Chav hunting!" the Eleventh explained. The Tenth jumped up and began running round in circles.
"YUY, WE'RE GONNA FIND ROSE!" With that he took off into the distance.
"Right then, sane mes, we're going to set up traps, and whoever manages to catch a chav wins, unless someone gets Rose, in which case they win by default whether she dies or not." Everyone else looked shocked.
"What's wrong with all chavs?" said the Thirteen.
"Oh, well, nothing really. Fine, we'll only go for Rose!" With that they all dashed off to set up traps. The First tried the time-honoured bent sapling and noose, the third tied a tripwire and the ninth secured a tree trunk, which would roll down the hill towards her when an opportunity arose.
Rose was out for a walk that day, and was walking down a path when she saw a bag of chips on the floor. She screamed in delight, and began to run towards them. The Tenth heard her scream and began to run towards her. They were running towards each other, arms outstretched, when Rose picked up the chips. She plummeted into the Seventh's hidden pit, and was impaled upon the sharpened stakes. The Tenth screamed and began to run faster, but he stepped into the First's noose, and found himself dangling over the pit of stakes.
"You know, I'm so tempted to cut that rope!" the Eighth said, and picked up his scissors.
"NO!" the Eleventh screamed. "YOU'LL CAUSE AN ALMIGHTY PARADOX!" The Eighth put his scissors away.
Sleep with one eye open, clutching your pillow tight, Exit Rose! Enter Those! Ones who will, save use us for-ever-ever-ever and, that's the end of my story. Well this bit anyway. Anyone want to contribute, and gain entry to the order of the warriors of the scarf, second class? Only so far done by The Ginger Fan Club and The Jolly Gnu.