Happy Thanks Giving to all of you beautiful people. Unless you're reading this after Thanks-Giving, or if you don't celebrate it. Sorry that this is kinda late, if it isn't school work, its being sick, which sucks. But yeah, I hope you guys and gals enjoy this chapter, its a bit shorter than I would have anticipated, but so is life. Have a wonderful day. Take Care.
"So, Doctor," Weiss scoffed, "How exactly is it larger on the inside?"
"By using Timelord science, where things are larger on the inside." The Doctor replied.
"So it's some sort of fourth dimensional object." Blake interjected. "But why a 'Police Box?' Isn't that kind of obvious?"
"Well, it used to be able to change what it looked like in order to fit in with its surroundings, but that part broke years ago." The Doctor replied.
"Then why not fix it?" Weiss commented, "Surely your 'screwdriver' could handle it, right?"
"Well, because I like it."
"It's kind of ugly." When Weiss said this, the Tardis shook.
"Don't listen to her, she has no clue what she's talking about." The Doctor whispered to the vehicle's console. "Don't insult her like that."
"Her?" The girls said simultaneously. "Does that mean she has a name?" Blake asked.
"Yes her, and her name is the Tardis." The Doctor replied, "Or, Sexy, to me." This part was mumbled so that the girls couldn't hear him.
"Sexy?" Blake asked with a raised eyebrow, she heard him thanks to her enhanced Faunus senses.
"What? I have no clue what you are talking about." The Doctor had said defensively. "Okay, so what we need to do is find out where the Weeping Angels are, and why they are here."
"Weeping Angels? That's the best name you could come up with?" Weiss replied.
"The name is not important right now, and there is nothing wrong with Weeping Angels." The man replied, whilst fiddling with some random bits on the console.
"So what exactly are Weeping Angels? Are they some sort of Grimm or what?" Blake asked.
"They are aliens, but they can only move when nothing is looking at them. The moment that something sees them, they turn to stone, because you can't kill stone. But the moment that you look away, or blink, or loose eyesight, they move, and they are fast, very, very, fast. If they touch you, they kill you. But at least they do it in the nicest way possible."
"Wait, kill you nicely?" Blake asked.
"Yes. They send you back in time, and feast on your life energy. Also, another very important thing to remember is that any image of a Weeping Angel becomes a Weeping Angel. That means pictures, videos, anything of that nature." At this point, the Doctor has become serious. "So, any other questions?"
"Yeah," This time the voice was Ruby's, "Why did you say that you knew me? I've never met you before in my life, and yet you continuously insisted that we know each other."
"That is a good question, and there is a great answer for that." The Doctor stated, even though he had no clue how to answer that. "I am the last of an alien race known as the Timelords, a race of time travelling aliens." This answer didn't seem to suffice. "And I have travelled here before, and I met Ruby and you girls. That however is all I can tell you."
"Why?" All of the girls asked in unison.
"Spoilers." The Doctor replied. "Now, any more questions?"
"Just one more," Blake said, "Why the fez?" All of the girls said this last bit.
"Because fezzes are cool." The Doctor replied as he adjusted the red hat. "Now, I'll be right back, so DON'T touch anything while I'm gone." He said as he walked to some other room.
"He calls it Sexy." Blake said with a chuckle. The other girls giggled when she said this.
"Hey look guys, a TV." Ruby said, pointing towards a monitor that was near the console. "I wonder if he has cable." Ruby said as she walked towards the monitor.
"Didn't he just say not to touch anything, Ruby?" Weiss asked.
"Oh relax, it's a TV, what harm could it possibly do?" The red-haired girl returned as she pressed the "on" button of the monitor. "See, what did I tell you?" Ruby smirked as she faced her friends, who were all paralyzed, and staring at the screen, unblinking. "Guys, what's wro-" Ruby turned around to see the four Weeping Angels on the screen, all of whom were standing right outside of the Tardis door. "Oh. Doctor, come here!" She shouted.
The Doctor returned to the main control room, with five radios in his hands. Then he saw the four girls staring at the monitor, all motionless. He walked over to see what they were looking at. "What did I tell you about touching stuff?" He asked the girls, and then walked over to the console and hit a few buttons and spun a few wheels and nobs. With that, the large cylinder in the center of the console began to move, and the iconic sound of the Tardis can be heard (I don't really feel like describing it, surely you know what it sounds like if you are reading this). The image on the screen changes from the four Weeping Angels, to three human figures: Rose, Mickey, and Jack.
"Oh no." The Doctor whispered
