Disclaimer: I do not own WordGirl (property of PBS and Dorothea Gilliam) or Doctor Who (BBC and whoever is running the show at the time, like Steven Moffat), but I do own the idea to cross them over like this.


WordGirl and Doctor Who in...

THE TRIAL OF CAPTAIN HUGGYFACE!

Narrator: Listen for the words 'Arbiter' and 'Endanger'.


When we last saw WordGirl and company, they had just saved a bunch of Lexiconians from the mysterious villain known as the Anti-Literate. And despite protests from the Doctor, who doesn't want to get involved, WordGirl is staying on her old homeworld until the Anti-Literate is no longer a threat...but the Anti-Literate's after them as well!

"Even if she couldn't see me, even if I had changed my voice, even if I know better than to fight her now...That WordGirl is just too clever!" said a shadowy figure just out of sight, "She outsmarted me – one whose brain should have been more developed than hers, and thus able to see such tricks coming!"

"Worse, on this wretched world news travels fast, so she'll be famous all across the world – so all she would need to do is find me; then everyone would rush to her aid and overwhelm me! She really could endanger my plans! I must keep her busy somehow, so she doesn't get the chance! But how..."

Please don't get any ideas, please don't get any ideas, please don't-

"AHA! I've got an idea!"

NOOOO!

"All I need to do is get to Astellakar before they do. Then..." Before he could say more, the Anti-Literate zipped off through the alleyways, completely undetected by every other Lexiconian.

Oh, I hope WordGirl and her friends can get to Astellakar first...

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! WordGirl rapped on Astellakar's door. "Hello? Is anyone in there?"

"Oh Grandfather, you don't suppose we got the wrong directions didn't you?" Susan asked the Doctor, to which he responded:

"Susan, information moves very fast on this planet when compared to places like Earth, so everyone knows where a celebrity like Astellakar lives. Besides, WordGirl's a celebrity as well; who'd want to give her wrong directions?"

Huggy took this opportunity to say something to the Time Lords in monkey-screeches, causing Susan to become worried: "He's right, Grandfather-"

"Huggy, even if that was the Anti-Literate posing as a Lexiconian, there were others around who probably knew the truth! If he led WordGirl into danger he'd be found out faster than you could say 'Arbiter Radjusticer would like to see you!'"

Huggy nodded, reassured...but Susan had another question: "What do you mean, 'arbiter'?"

Since WordGirl was occupied with the door, the Doctor took it upon himself to define the word: "Susan, an 'arbiter' is a person chosen or appointed to judge or decide a disputed issue; an arbiter could help decide the outcome of a disagreement, or help people who are stuck in the middle of something decide on the best course of action!"

"In Radjusticer's case, I first met him when I first visited Lexicon, when he was apprentice to Lexicon's Arbiter of Law. A lot of time has passed in between then and now, so I think he's made the position by now..."

"Oh, I get it; so in his case, 'arbiter' is just a fancy word for judge!"

"Precisely, Susan! And once we find and defeat the Anti-Literate, it will be up to the Arbiter of Law to determine whether or not he's guilty of crimes against the Lexiconian people!"

"Assuming we can find him at all..."

"We can worry about that later, Susan. For now, we need to ensure that WordGirl will be able to do so without our help. And for that, we need Astellakar."

WordGirl had heard the whole conversation, but felt like there wasn't anything for her to contribute... until now. "Doctor, what's the Lexiconian standard for patience? I don't want to endanger any good impression I might have on him...but if we don't get his help soon-"

Suddenly a whooshing noise in her super-hearing interrupted WordGirl, causing her to jump. Captain Huggyface reacted to this by becoming defensive, while the Doctor tried to drag Susan to the nearest hiding spot, and they all looked around for the source of WordGirl's disturbance...

...and they all breathed a sigh of relief when it turned out to just be Astellakar, with some boxes cradled in his arm.

"I wouldn't want you to endanger anything, WordGirl...especially not first impressions." said Astellakar, looking directly at WordGirl. "Anyway, what do you need my help for?"

WordGirl thought for a second; she didn't want to break it to Astellakar that he wasn't the first Lexiconian to leave the planet... Then, she finally decided on what to say: "You've heard about the Anti-Literate's attack, right?"

When Astellakar nodded, she said: "Well, to cut to the chase, he said he'd be back...and now he knows we can fight, and he won't give us a chance to fight back when he strikes again. After all, he has a shard of Lexonite with him; but you know how to prevent Lexonite from harming us!"

"Ah, I see where you're going with this; you want me to go ahead and reveal my secret?" Astellakar asked WordGirl.

When she said 'yes,' Astellakar's face turned grim: "Well...problem is, if the Anti-Literate's as smart as he sounds, he'll likely find a way around it as soon as I reveal it! And if I reveal it to just you, who's to say you will be right where he is when he next attacks, and stop him before he does any damage? We Lexiconians may be able to fly as fast as sound travels, but nobody can be everywhere at once."

"But," he said just after WordGirl started to look disappointed, "If we do nothing, the Anti-Literate will have free rein to endanger our beloved world and its people, and will never be brought before the Arbiters to pay for his crimes. So, I have to do something, but the question is what? And how?... Tell you what, we'll talk about it some more once I've put these things from the store away, OK?"

"Sounds great!" said WordGirl, freshly invigorated, before she stepped aside for Astellakar to enter his house; "Don't take too long!"

Astellakar simply nodded, and approached the door. With a twitch of his eyes, the door opened automatically, and closed behind him when he entered.

"Well, it seems you've got everything under control here, WordGirl. I eh, trust you and Captain Huggyface will be able to take it from here?"

"Yes, Doctor." said WordGirl, "You can go if you want to."

"I don't want to, WordGirl...but the longer I stay in this place during this time, the more I endanger the freedom enjoyed by me and Susan. So, I suppose it's time to say-"

Suddenly, two Lexiconians in white and black uniforms zipped up to them, and said: "Is there a monkey here who responds to the name 'Huggyface'?"

"Oh, of course! Right here!" said the Doctor, pointing to Huggy (who happily waved at them).

"We are the police, and we're here to take you before the Arbiter of Law."

And while everyone was startled, the two policemen grabbed Captain Huggyface with their super-speed. And just before they left, they said: "The rest of you are to come along and provide witness accounts. Do not be alarmed, you aren't the ones in trouble. However, the Arbiter cannot do his job unless he has as much information as he can get."

….

"WordGirl?" one of the police asked, "Are you...?"

"Oh, sorry...this is all too sudden...But I'll go. I assure you that Captain Huggyface has done no wrong."

"Good to hear you believe in him. Of course, you'll have to convince the Aribiter about that, but still. Now, you two...Time Lords, how would you prefer to travel to the courthouse?"

Susan was about to answer when the Doctor exclaimed: "I'm sorry, but I cannot be seen by the general Lexiconian public. And neither can my granddaughter. WordGirl should be witness enough for you, so I'll just be on my way-"

"Sorry sir, but that isn't an option." said the policeman that wasn't holding Huggy, who zipped in between the Doctor and the nearby TARDIS. "If you wish to remain anonymous-"

"Just shoving a mask onto my face won't conceal me from those who are looking for me!" the Doctor said indignantly. "They can see through any disguise in their quest to find me, this specific Time Lord – and when you're looking for a Time Lord you don't look for faces, because we can change those!"

"Sir, I understand your desire and I regret having to force myself upon you, but according to the law, refusing to provide potentially vital information to a criminal case is a very serious offense."

"ENDANGERING MY GRANDDAUGHTER IS A VERY SERIOUS OFFENSE!" the Doctor shouted. "I trust you know what endanger means, hm?"

"Yes sir. To 'endanger' means 'put someone or something at risk or in danger'."

"Yes! And if anything happens to me, Susan will be in very grave danger! That's why exposing me will endanger her!"

"Look," said the other policeman, "Figure out some way to testify without revealing yourself, but we really must go now."

"Hey, I can carry the TARDIS, and handle the majority of the testimony, will that work?" asked WordGirl, to which the Doctor responded:

"...Hmmm...Oh, very well."

"Thank you. But keep your arm in the door, so he can't take off." said a policeman. Then, The Doctor and Susan stepped into the TARDIS, and WordGirl began to lift it up...

...when Astellakar stepped outside and said: "OK WordGirl, wha...at's going on here?"

"Sorry Astellakar," said WordGirl, "But Huggy's got some trouble with the law, apparently. As soon as we're done talking to the Arbiter, we'll be right back!"

"I understand...well, good luck!"

And with that said, both went their separate ways: WordGirl carried the TARDIS and followed the policemen, and Astellakar went back inside his home...

"That was almost too easy. Astellakar, you have served your purpose, and now it is time for the Anti-Literate to strike again!"

Oh no!

I hope this whole law thing blows over quickly...

"Ideally, it shouldn't have even started in the first place!" exclaimed the Doctor.

"It was bound to happen sooner or later." said a policeman. "We've been looking for Captain Huggyface for fourteen years now...He must have hitched a ride on your TARDIS claiming to be someone else. That, and his being a bit older, must be how it took so long for him to be found."

"And larger." snickered the other policeman, before he was scolded by his companion (the one who held Huggy in his arms): "Kienforzar! You endanger your standing as a policeman!"

"Sorry, Dyarrestir." Kienforzar said, embarrassed.

"Wait a second," WordGirl suddenly said: "Fourteen years?"

"Yeah, that's how long he's been missing." said Dyarrestir.

"What sort of crime did he commit back then?"

Instead of answering her question, the two policemen simply looked at her in disbelief!

"Seriously? Where have you been all these years?" Kienforzar said before he turned back towards his destination.

WordGirl meanwhile, put her metaphorical thinking cap on: She knows Captain Huggyface all too well, and they've shared practically everything about each other. If there ever was a secret that he's been keeping from her, she'd have figured it out by now. So, to think that he committed a crime, and that was the reason he left, was completely alien to her...right?

Just then, Captain Huggyface screeched at Dyarrestir, and he said: "Oh very well, I'll tell you. You're the prime suspect in a kidnapping case."

Kidnapping?! Quite suddenly, WordGirl put the pieces together in her head. "Kidnapped...for years...Wait, The Do...The Time Lord's right! I am the only witness that Captain Huggyface needs!"

"Let the Arbiter decide that...after all, we're already there."

Sure enough, a large building that was modeled after a set of balancing scales (it consisted of one central tower with two platforms extending out from the sides) came into view, no longer being obstructed by the policemen's bodies.

It wasn't much longer before the trial began...

Everyone who couldn't fly had their own floating platform to stand on, as the trial took place at the top of the really tall, artificially lit (since there were no windows) room. There, a grand bearded figure in flowing red robes sat at an impressive desk built into the wall, and several attendants floating alongside him.

WordGirl heard whispering from the crowd: "Why is the Grand Arbiter himself working this trial? Shouldn't Radjusticer-"

"Haven't you been paying attention? Arbiter Radjusticier's the one who lost his daughter! They think adding emotions like that into consideration would make things unfair for the defendant and endanger any hope of justice and fairness for him!"

"But why should he even need it? I mean, he's pretty much the only suspect in this case – has been since it began! Besides, he endangered a little girl – who'd want to give a guy like him fairness?"

"That's not how it works on Lexicon, sir. Here, we have arbiters rather than judges, and the whole idea is that arbiters resolve disputes and disagreements. The Arbiter has to hear both sides of the story...even when the outcome isn't in doubt."

On one hand, It disgusted her to hear everyone put so little faith in her best friend...but on the other, she confirmed one of her suspicions regarding Huggy's arrest. "Arbiter Radjusticier...lost a daughter!" she said to herself.

She glanced over to Huggy, who was stuck in a small glowing cage...and he read her face, and squeaked in praise of her confidence.

"I'm not just confident about helping you out, Huggy – I'm certain! As soon as it's my turn to speak, I'll have you out of there!...the legal way, of course!"

Just then, a sound echoed all throughout the strange 'courtroom.' It was somewhere between a gong, a mallet hitting wood, and the sound WordGirl made when she flew. But whatever it was, it silenced the room so that a single voice could be heard:

"Attention! Now begins the trial of ex-Air Force exploration pilot Captain Huggyface, charged with the kidnapping of Bejusticie, daughter of the Arbiter Radjusticier. You are now advised to remain silent for the duration of the event, unless you have information that is vital and relevant to the task at hand: determining whether or not Captain Huggyface is guilty, and should be punished according to Lexiconian Law. If you have such information, signal in an appropriate manner that you wish to present it, when an opportunity arises. Otherwise, remain seated and silent. Be reminded, however: If the Arbiter calls on you specifically, you do not have the option of refusing. Also be reminded that if any information you provide turns out to be irrelevant or pointlessly malicious, you will be fined according to if, and how much, the Arbiter thinks you should pay. With this in mind, let the trial commence."

(Susan asked her grandfather what a fine was, to which the Doctor explained it was an amount of money paid as punishment.)

"Thank you, announcer." said the robed figure at the desk, who WordGirl figured was the arbiter in charge. "Now, let us first hear the account of the victim's father, Arbiter Radjusticier."

On cue, a red-clothed man floated from the crowd to the middle of the room: he reminded WordGirl of the ceiling-painting and statues in her spaceship's library, except his clothes looked a little worn, and hair didn't seem as well-kept as it did back then. If this was Arbiter Radjusticier, WordGirl figured his living without a child had been a hard time for him.

"Thank you, Grand Arbiter." began Radjusticier, shakily. "It all started fourteen years ago, one year after my darling Bejusticie was born. Captain Huggyface, the accused, had just been commissioned to gather books and histories from other worlds...it was to be a present from my teacher, a reward for exceeding all his expectations, and being worthy of the Arbiter title at my young age..."

At this point, he took a look at Captain Huggyface, and broke down in tears all of a sudden. "Oh had I known what evil lay in that unseeming face!"

The instant the crying started, another figure (this time a female) flew in from the crowd to help console the weeping man; A quick glance at her, and another memory of the library's painting, made WordGirl guess that the woman was Radjusticier's wife.

"Oh, don't worry, honey. It'll all be better soon. He will be punished for endangering our little girl. I'm sure of that." she said, arousing a very discomforting feeling within WordGirl. Not exactly anger but more along the lines of...betrayal.

"*Sniff!* Thank you, Saldictecies. That really helped. Now...We were just about to see him off...when I was called upon by my teacher, then Arbiter of this very city, to help him out with a trial. A Time Lord, going by the name of 'Koschei' was being charged with attempting to turn our very soil into the poisonous substance known as Lexonite, which would have resulted in a massive worldwide disaster. And he would have done so too, if it weren't for the intervention of Astellakar and another Time Lord called Theta Sigma."

(upon hearing this, WordGirl glanced at the Doctor, who was trying to hide himself from Radjusticier's field of view)

"I was called on to talk to the Time Lord High Council, who wished that Koschei be given to them so he could face Gallifreyan justice. But my master was insistent that Koschei be tried on Lexicon...anyway, it went on so long that I missed the launch of Huggyface's ship, as did my wife because she was at the trial itself."

"Yes," Saldictecies added, "It turned out my library was the one where Koschei got the research he needed to commit his crimes, and thus I was a key witness. I was dragged there quite suddenly (WordGirl, the Doctor, and Susan all understood what she went through). It was there that...that I lost sight of my daughter."

"As soon as we could, we mounted a search for her...but she was nowhere to be found on the planet. And Huggyface's ship had strayed from its course and disappeared, and all attempts to search for it proved worthless! We had to get used to the notion...that we would never see our little baby ever again..."

*Sniff!* I need a change in scenery!

CRASH! SMASH! CRACK!

With each wall destroyed, there were lots more innocent citzens to be frightened (and weakened). And as they ran, he cried out: "That's right, run! Run you word-loving villains! The Anti-Literate is here to punish you for bringing evil to the universe, and there's no one who can stop me!"

GAH! That's not what I had in mind!

Ignoring the narrator, the Anti-Literate twitched his arms, turning his smaller claws into even bigger claws, and then grabbed a metallic section of the wall, ripping it clean off!

"Ah, now there's what I seek...it won't be much longer..."

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE, ANTI-LITERATE! YOU'RE UNDER ARREST!"

Before the policemen had finished announcing, three of them had already grasped the Anti-Literate firmly...only to realize that his Lexonite was exposed, meaning they couldn't even keep themselves upright enough to stand up to him!

The Anti-Literate grabbed the massive piece of machinery he had been looking for, and turned back to the helpless policemen: "You were saying?"

"...Gu.h...you won't...Engabler...Lesscod...for much..."

"Oh yes I will endanger Lexicon, up until Lexicon no longer exists! Not even WordGirl can stop me...where is she again? Oh, that's right: Not here." And with that final message, the Anti-Literate blasted off into the sky...and then dipped below the layers of buildings, disappearing entirely!

"Still," he said to himself, "I wonder how her trial is going..."

*(one scene transition later)*

"...and that, Grand Arbiter, is why we believe Captain Huggyface is the one most likely to have taken the baby Bejusticie, and furthermore taken her off-planet. This in turn endangered her, as it exposed her to the mass quantities of Lexonite surrounding our very world."

And with that, the policeman flew to the side of the room, which the Grand Arbiter took as a cue to speak: "Well, I think we've heard all we need to..."

"Wait! Grand Arbiter!" shouted WordGirl in shock; "You didn't even-"

"-from the accusing side." finished the Grand Arbiter, silencing WordGirl's concerns right there. "The defense can now make their arguments. Your task now is to prove that the accusers are wrong, and Captain Huggyface did not kidnap or endanger the child Bejusticie, nor is he responsible for the grief and sadness that Bejusticie's parents have been forced to deal with these past years. First, I shall call..."

Just then, the Grand Arbiter noticed WordGirl's hand raised. "WordGirl? Are you saying you want to go first? Why not Captain Huggyface? Surely that would be more proper."

"Yes, but I'm concerned the accusers won't believe anything Huggy says. Besides, I have something to say that will completely turn this trial around...I think."

"Well, then I shall allow it."

With a gulp, WordGirl floated forward into the center of the room. Then, after she took a good look at everyone, especially Radjusticier and Saldictecies, she turned to the Grand Arbiter, and said:

"I think...I'm Bejusticie."

"WHAAAT?!" was the overwhelming response from the crowd.

"And," WordGirl continued, "If that's true, then I have something more to say:" Then, she turned towards Radjusticier and his wife, and said: "Hi, Dad! Hi, Mom!"

You mean...we actually met WordGirl's real parents?

..Well, I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later.

"So, If you're Bejusticie as you claim, you're here to defend your kidnapper?"

"No! Huggy's not my kidnapper, I am!"

Before anyone could ask what she meant, WordGirl turned towards her apparent mother: "Saldicticies! You said that you lost track of Bejusticie during the trial of Koschei, right?"

Still in shock, Saldicticies nodded; "Well," WordGirl continued, "Captain Huggyface didn't take me; I simply wandered off! It was by sheer chance that I wound up on Huggy's ship, and fell asleep inside the cockpit!"

"I guess Huggy was busy waiting for you, since this was supposed to be your present after all..." (a few screeches from Huggy backed her up at that point) "Thank you, Huggy. Anyway, eventually he decided to take off, taking me with him by mistake!"

"But...How did you survive past the orbiting Lexonite? That was why we said she was endangered!"

Huggy screeched at this point, with the Narrator providing subtitles: "If I'd known I had a stowaway, I wouldn't have even taken off!"

"But I didn't notice her, and so I left...the crying started the instant the Lexonite came within range. I knew she was in pain, and it would be too much by the time I could turn around! So, in that split-second, I hit the accelerator and entered warp-speed – smashing into a Lexonite meteor by accident. The ship went out of control, and it was the best I could do to make a crash-landing on Planet Earth!"

"Planet Earth? That's where you've been all this time?" exclaimed a shocked Radjusticier.

"No wonder they never found you; ever since the Earth got halfway through it's 20th Century, space-travelers were told to stay away from Earth by the Shadow Proclamation – they said it would cause unnecessary panic among the humans! Lexicon's had to get its Earth-literature from alien sources ever since!"

Once the blue-clad Lexiconian finished his contribution, WordGirl continued: "Well, once we did land, Huggy obviously couldn't call for help; the first thing he did was get me adopted by some humans. I became Becky Botsford, daughter of Tim and Sally Botsford, and Huggy became the family pet, Bob. I later discovered my Lexiconian abilities, and decided to become a superhero. When I did, Captain Huggyface became my sidekick! Naming myself WordGirl, I fought back evil and prevented disasters in the name of truth, justice, and the use of the right word!"

"That's exactly what we do!" exclaimed Radjusticier to Saldictecies. "In different ways, of course.."

"Oh, I really hope she is Bejusticie! I would be so proud of her!"

In response to Saldictecies, WordGirl rummaged through her belt... and eventually found what she was looking for. She flew over to them, and held out the thing she just found: one of her baby pictures.

"Well now's your chance to find out! Does this look like Bejusticie did? Because it's one of my baby pictures."

The two Lexiconians looked at the picture...then at WordGirl...then back at the picture...and then pushed the picture aside so they could hug WordGirl!

"You are Bejusticie! You've come back to us!"

"Awww..." WordGirl said, hugging back; "Hi, Dad. Hi, Mom."

"Aww...Hold on, *Ahem*!" the Grand Arbiter coughed, realizing he had a job to do other than watch family reunions; "Now, Bejusticie...or WordGirl, if you still prefer: Are you sure that story of your arrival on Earth isn't a lie told to you by Captain Huggyface, potentially to cover his tracks?"

"The thought did occur to me on occasion, Grand Arbiter." WordGirl answered, pulling away from her hug, "Part of it because I wasn't even sure Lexicon was a real thing back then! But a visit to the wreckage of Huggy's ship changed that; not only did I learn Lexicon existed, but I also found a recording by the ship's internal camera, showing Huggy and me during his flight! It backed up his story a lot for me!"

"How convenient: The one piece of evidence you'd need to back up your claim, and it's on a distant planet we can't visit even if we wanted to. The Lexonite, and the Shadow Proclamation-"

"I'm sure we could ask the...Shadow Proclamation for special permission!" WordGirl exclaimed in response to the policeman's complaint. "Besides, once Astellakar comes through with his invention, there will be a way to Earth from here."

"And what do you propose happen in the meantime?"

"Well, I was sorta hoping to help you guys out against the Anti-Literate...But I can't do it without my sidekick. Captain Huggyface is the reason I'm here today; The only times he didn't help me were when he couldn't, or when a supervillain had used mind-control on him. Whatever you all may say about him, I trust Captain Huggyface with my life."

…...

"You know," said a policeman, "If you hadn't fought off the Anti-Literate the first time like you did, I would doubt you on the whole superhero thing...but you obviously have experience with that stuff."

"And if there's anything anyone could say, it's listen to the experts." chipped in the Grand Arbiter. "I have reached a temporary decision: Until we can actually go to Earth and fully prove Bejusticie's story, Captain Huggyface...shall go with WordGirl and a squad of police, and help with the Anti-Literate crisis. If there are no objections..."

"None from here! We trust our daughter." said Radjusticier, earning a smile from WordGirl.

"...then I hereby grant Huggy parole. The trial is adjourned until a later date; namely, after Lexicon is safe again."

Then, with a wave of the Grand Arbiter's hand, the energy cage around Huggy disappeared, and he wasted no time in leaping into WordGirl's arms, screeching happily.

"Oh, Huggy, I'm just relieved – I was worried no one would believe me! Even I am having a little trouble believing what just happened! I mean, I thought this was gonna be a simple wrongful-accusation scene...who would've thought I met my birth-parents?"

"We're just glad you did!" said Radjusticier as he and Saldictecies floated on over.

"We're sorry if our first impression seemed a little..." Salciticies paused, wiping away a tear of joy, before continuing: "...heartless, it's just that we spent fourteen years blaming Huggy for all out troubles..."

"Oh, all that's behind us now. Come here!" WordGirl exclaimed before another group hug.

Well, that was a happy twist in the tale; WordGirl meeting her actual parents in the process of getting Huggy out of trouble! Oh they look so happy...it's a shame that WordGirl has to return to Earth once this all blows over...

Nobody heard the Narrator except WordGirl, who gasped in shock; she had gotten caught up in the heat of the moment, and almost forgot: She had another family back on Earth! She couldn't just disappear on them...like she did with her Lexiconian parents...the shocking realization of her situation hit her harder than an oncoming train, with a shock more powerful than Miss Power's bullying or the touch of Lexonite on her bare skin could ever be.

She pulled out of the group hug sharply, and while avoiding the loving pair's eyes, said: "Mom, Dad...I don't know if you've thought of this, but...I..."

As her parents eagerly awaited further conversation with their rediscovered daughter, WordGirl stuttered nervously and kept jerking her eyes about...when suddenly her eyes noticed a crack starting to form in one of the walls, that had gone unnoticed by everyone else because they were looking at her!

Thinking quickly, WordGirl yelled out "DOWN!" and flew downwards at top speed. And no sooner did everyone (whether they flew naturally or with a platform) follow her, then the wall burst in, revealing...

"Argh! What's it going to take to keep you out of my way, WordGirl? I give you a chance to stop defending these evil word-lovers, and still you choose to fight me! WordGirl, you've forced me to take drastic measures against you..."

Once the Anti-Literate finished speaking, he floated downwards menacingly...

What are the Anti-Literate's plans for Lexicon and it's people? How does he intend to keep WordGirl from endangering them? Has WordGirl freed Captain Huggyface from the misguided Arbiter, and find her parents, only to doom them all?

For these answers and more, stay tuned for the next amazing, stupendous adventure of WORDGIRL AND DOCTOR WHO!


NEXT EPISODE:

THE CHOICE OF THE HERO


Out of a white void steps a well-dressed, white-haired old man...

Hello! I'm the Doctor! The original, you might say! And welcome to another edition of 'The Doctor's World!'

images from the Doctor's travels appear...

The thing with adventurers like myself, is that we often find ourselves in perilous situations. The word 'perilous' means 'full of peril,' while peril itself means 'serious danger or harm.'

I'm not in peril all the time, but I am often: Like when I'm trapped in a cave with no exit, or when I'm about to have my brains removed by an evil machine, or when I am face to face with brutal enemies like the Voord or the Celestial Toymaker, or the Daleks!

It's pretty easy to find those when you're traveling through time and space, seeking wonder and excitement: There is danger around every corner, and it's not for the faint of heart. Fortunately, I am far from faint of heart.

Back to the show!


Did you know, according to the Doctor Who expanded universe, the Master's name used to be Koschei? Well, I do, and now the reference I made above makes sense!

Also, if you notice any patterns with the Lexiconian names I've made up so far, Congratulations! You can see inside my thought processes!

Review and follow please!