Disclaimer: I do not own WordGirl or Doctor Who. PBS and the BBC own them respectively.
I just noticed how dark this story has been up till this point. Too dark for WordGirl standards. But, as Don Bluth reportedly said, Kids can handle anything as long as there's a happy ending...and I intend to follow that statement through!
Also, merry christmas, happy Holiday (Cheese), pleasant regeneration of the 11th Doctor...whichever way you celebrate it today, please enjoy it!
WordGirl and Doctor Who in...
THE LAST STAND OF LANGUAGE!
Today's featured words are 'Justify' and 'Malevolent'.
When we last saw WordGirl and her friends, they had just rescued WordGirl's real parents from the Anti-Literate, and had just headed out to stop him!
It turns out his plan all along was to use a tractor beam to draw massive meteorites made out of Lexonite onto the planet surface, destroying everything on Lexicon! Can WordGirl stop this malevolent scheme? Let's go and find out!
"WordGirl. Doctor. Arkytior. Huggyface... You are all TOO LATE TO STOP ME!"
As the Anti-Literate activated the tractor-beam machine, WordGirl and friends finally got a good look at it: A person-sized cylinder with a long stick stuck on the top. A box full of controls was attached to the side, clearly designed to accommodate the Anti-Literate's claws. It looked very much like one of Dr Two-Brains' typical rayguns, except this one pointed up. And was firing a green energy beam into the upper atmosphere of Lexicon.
With what seemed like a satisfied growl, the Anti-Literate closed a lid around the controls. "At last, it's finally done. In a matter of minutes, the beam will grab a meteorite and flatten this city! Then, I'll repeat the process with the other cities, until Lexicon and its people are no more!"
"We'll see about that, shall we?" exclaimed the Doctor, who whipped out his sonic screwdriver, and turned it on...
...and it had no effect!
"HA HA HA! When I figured you were going to defend the Lexiconians, I felt justified in making an extra trip before my endgame: That stuff around the control box? It's wood, the one thing aside from a Deadlock seal that can block your sonic screwdriver!"
While the Doctor grew suddenly surprised, that someone knew about the sonic screwdriver's weakness to wood, the Anti-Literate turned to WordGirl: "And inside that wood, is a thick metal that not even you can break, WordGirl!"
"I don't need to break the controls, I need to break the machine!" WordGirl shouted in response, as she prepared to throw herself at the tractor beam...
...when suddenly, the Anti-Literate opened up his chest compartment, exposing his Lexonite crystal to the world again! WordGirl couldn't stop herself in time, and wound up launching herself towards the ground!
"Very unlikely that you can," he stated as WordGirl massaged her bruised face, "Even if I gave you the chance."
Then, the Anti-Literate stomped up to her, and pulled out his bigger claws, snapping them like a crab as he prepared to finish her off...
...when suddenly, she gasped: "Why wayer... all that arrer? Shouldn't the Leffnite be...nuff?"
"Wha... Why do you care?" asked the Anti-Literate, defensively. "Why should it matter in what form the end of your malevolent influence on the universe comes?"
"Well, you can only see so... muck through that helmet. You could cometley miss suthing...like...MONKEY ATTACK!"
Suddenly, the Anti-Literate's red eyepiece was covered by a pair of hands belonging to a familiar chimpanzee: Captain Huggyface, who'd disappeared when the Anti-Literate focused on WordGirl, had leaped onto his helmet and blinded him.
"GAH! GET OFF ME, YOU-" sputtered the Anti-Literate as he tried to grab Huggy and throw him off...
...and while he attempted this, WordGirl used what little remained of her strength to throw herself up, grasp the metal flap on the Anti-Literate's chest, and pull it closed. She collapsed, but she did manage to cover up the Lexonite.
The Anti-Literate then managed to throw Huggy off...but then suddenly he heard "Now's our chance!" and less than a second later Dyarrestir and Kienforzar, grabbed him by the wing-cases, and spun him around rapidly at super speeds!
"Gaahhaaahhhaaahhhaaaah! Stop...this...now!"
"Will you stop your crazy scheme?" asked Kienforzar.
"Ne...ver!"
"Then neither will we! WordGirl, Doctor, now's your chance!" Dyarrestir exclaimed, as he and his companion grabbed the Anti-Literate's claws so he couldn't reach the Lexonite on his chest.
The other heroes didn't waste any time. WordGirl took a deep breath, floated up into the air, and zipped right past the Anti-Literate twister with intent to punch the tractor-beam... but her fist bounced off of a force field, which had up until then been invisible!
"Told...you...so! You...can't...stop...this!" exclaimed the spinning Anti-Literate.
"Oh, never mind him, I'll see to that force field." said the Doctor, as he pulled out his sonic screwdriver and focused it on the field...
But it had no effect! "Hehm...what if I try..."
Before he finished his sentence, the Doctor held his ring up to the tip of the screwdriver, and tried again. A bright blue beam erupted from the ring, and struck the force field. The field became much more visible where the beam struck...then much dimmer, as the beam seemed to weaken it...
(POP! FIZZ!)
Sparks suddenly flew from the screwdriver, and the beam disappeared, and with it all the effect it had on the force field.
"Gah! Oh, that's just great. It overloaded! Trust a piece of advanced technology to fail when you need it the most!"
WordGirl took a look at the Doctor, then at the machine...and then at the policemen and the Anti-Literate, as she said: "Guys, think you could stop? I think he's the only one who can turn it off! "
"Seems justified to us!" said Kienforzar, and they stopped. The Anti-Literate stumbled around, his singular red eyepiece apparently spinning with dizziness, before he finally collapsed.
"Only problem is," said Dyarrestir, "He's still pretty malevolent, in that he has declared and showed a desire to cause harm to others..."
"Yes of course," said the Doctor, "That's why we associate the word with evil intent."
"Getting him to cooperate will be tricky to say the least."
"...No...Impossible!" exclaimed the Anti-Literate as he recovered, and quickly sat back up as he attempted to reopen the lexonite panel on his chest...but the police were too quick for him, and grabbed his arms and head...ripping the helmet clean off!
"NO NO NOO! MY FACE! GIVE IT BACK!" shouted the Anti-Literate as the appearance under the helmet was revealed for the first time.
What the...how is that...
"No..."
"It can't be..."
"But he's..."
"ASTELLAKAR?!" everyone exclaimed simultaneously, as they saw it was Astellakar's face hidden behind the helmet of the Anti-Literate.
"No! NOT ASTELLAKAR! Astellakar is no more! I am the ANTI-LITERATE! Now let me go!"
"...Impossible!" exclaimed the Doctor, "The Astellakar I knew would never become as malevolent as an Anti-Literate! He was kind and caring, and loved all his fellow Lexiconians!"
"And he was a fool and a villain because of it! He was blind to the evil Lexicon was spreading, and-"
"Stop it, STOP IT!" exclaimed WordGirl, still reeling from the shock. "How could you...you were one of Lexicon's greatest scientific minds! You invented a way to bypass the Lexonite zone! How could you justify becoming your own people's arch enemy?"
"How did I justify it? It was really easy...once I left Lexicon the first time."
Oh good, a flashback should clear things up.
"The armor you see me wearing was my invention, what allowed me to pass the Lexonite barrier unaffected. I thought this was the dawn of a new, brighter age for Lexicon...but then I discovered a strange woman called Miss Power."
"Miss Power? Oh dear, I can see where this is going..." commented WordGirl.
"She showed me the universe Lexicon had created. We thought we were enriching the many peoples of the galaxy by teaching new languages and perfecting old ones. She showed me how wrong we were."
"She showed me, how those who had mastered the spoken word convinced others that some of their kind, who were similar to them in all but one distinction – skin color, number of tentacles, ability to fly – were inferior creatures who didn't deserve to live happy lives! And they backed up their claims with outright lies, constructed so well that no one could tell the difference between the lie and the truth, and so incensed towards hate that they no longer wished to!"
"She showed me business workers who, when writing deals for others to sign, left out important details by writing them in another language! They claimed it was for those who spoke that language, but in reality it was tricking them into giving up their property, or becoming slaves, or something even worse!"
"And then she showed me how her kind benefited: Her people gain strength from making others feel miserable, and the more languages she knew the more she could bully and put down! She brought entire planets to ruin because of languages Lexicon had spread!
"I know not what her reason was, but she showed me all this and more. All of it evil, all of it disaster, and all of it...the Lexiconians' fault."
"I must have torn my mind to shreds trying to justify my continued existence among the Lexiconians after what I'd seen...until, as I passed through the Lexonite barrier on the way home, I happened upon the solution: destroy the problem at its source. I neglected my helmet on the way home, so I started to mispronounce and misuse words, until their original meaning was lost...and then I realized that these evils would have no means of survival if language had no meaning! So, I reshaped my armor into the Anti-Literate's shape, and began my quest to end Lexicon's influence. To end the evils of language."
*(back to the present)*
"And you would have succeeded, if it weren't for us meddling kids?" asked Susan.
"No...I haven't been stopped. I mean, if I just get my helmet back -" Astellakar lunged for the policemen, but they were too fast for him.
"No chance, Astellakar." said Dyarrestir, holding the helmet out of his reach; "You're too slow with that armor on, and I don't think you could even lift it if you used your Lexonite. You can't run, you can't hide. The only way you will walk away from this is if you turn that machine off."
"...OK then. I guess I'll have to wait for others to continue where I left off. You are a malevolent force promoting evil throughout the universe, and you don't deserve to exist. If I cannot stop you, then neither do I."
And with that, Astellakar grasped the Lexonite panel on his chest...and the police tackled him to the ground. "Oh no you don't!" exclaimed Kienforzar. "You are going to save this planet!"
"Never!"
WordGirl looked at the dogpile on top of Astellakar, the determination in his face...and then turned his super-vision to the path the tractor-beam had taken...
"Doctor," she said, "So far it's only got small pieces of Lexonite, and those have burned up in the atmosphere, but there's a really big meteor headed right for the beam! We don't have much time!"
"Somehow we have to make Astellakar justify ending his scheme! But how? I don't want to have to throw arguments at him to see what sticks!"
Suddenly, Captain Huggyface screeched at Astellakar, causing WordGirl to comment: "Apparently he wants to."
Just then, Astellakar responded to Huggy: "I don't know why she showed me, nor do I care. Miss Power didn't lie to me. Regardless of her motives, she showed me the truth! What people were really doing with the lessons learned here on Lexicon!"
Just then, the Doctor felt like joining in: "And how do you know she didn't leave out those who use their lessons the way they were intended? If she just showed you those who learned those lessons with intent to use them malevolently? Intent is everything! Take my walking cane for example!"
Just then, the Doctor whacked WordGirl on the top of her head with his cane. She didn't feel any pain, but she still shouted: "HEY!"
"Sorry. Anyway, Astellakar, this cane is a useful tool for clobbering people over the head! But does that make it a weapon? NO! This was made to help me walk! It was my Intent, not the intent of the ones who made this cane, that turned it into a weapon! Similarly, Lexicon can't be blamed for what other people did with the lessons they taught! It was evil-willed individuals who used these lessons for evil intent!"
"...The intent doesn't matter." said Astellakar. "All that matters is what happened, regardless of intent. And with the destruction of Lexicon, it will stop happening. Without Lexicon, the spread of languages will stop, and without you keeping them alive, languages themselves will disappear! The ones who turned them into a tool of evil will no longer be able to do so...and the universe will be at peace."
"...Are you even listening to yourself?" exclaimed WordGirl in disbelief. "Languages developed all over the universe, without Lexicon 'keeping them alive'! Take away Lexicon, and languages won't just go away!"
"And even if it did," added Susan, "would you even want that? I mean, words are how you justify your actions!"
Suddenly, Astellakar gasped.
"Of course!" said Kienforzar, "After all, that's what 'justify means: to prove something is good, right, and/or reasonable!"
"Take away the words, with which you convince yourself you're doing good, then what are you, Astellakar?"
Astellakar prepared to form a retort...and then stopped. He struggled to respond to Susan and WordGirl.
Noticing this, Susan continued: "Without your crusade against the 'evils' of language, you're just another bad guy. The Anti-Literate is the very evil you want to fight against."
Astellakar started breathing faster, as for the first time in a while he started to question himself. "No..." he said in a desperate tone, "I'm not...It's...but there is no other way. I thought and I thought and I thought..."
"Probably with Miss Power's harsh words and the Lexonite affecting your judgment." noted the Doctor.
"...But if I can't make the universe better," Astellakar croaked, on the verge of tears, "If I was wrong...then what can be done? This is a serious problem, and we've let it happen for eons!"
…...
Just then, WordGirl said: "When Miss Power showed you those people, did you ever step in and try to say that what they were doing was wrong?"
"...No, she didn't let me. She just dragged me right along to the next example."
WordGirl's face brightened: "Then that's the solution! You help save Lexicon, but hold them to a promise that they fix this problem!"
"I mean, you're the one who invented that anti-Lexonite armor! You are the one who allowed the Lexiconians to leave their planet...If they teach the universe how to use words responsibly, the problem may be at least minimized!"
As Astellakar listened, he began to see her point: "Oh...but how?"
"...Just let it come naturally! It did to me, when I was on Earth! It's part of what I do as a superhero!"
"All too often, supervillains on Earth use unfamiliar words to deceive the population...but then I define the word, and their scam is revealed! On Earth, when someone's in trouble, they can count on me to help! If there's a problem, I can find a way to fix it! If there's a question, I can find the answer! And even when I can't, there are people following my example who probably can by now!"
Astellakar's expression slowly started to change, but still WordGirl continued: "If I was in your place, I would've probably translated those false contracts you mentioned, argued against those guys you saw stirring up a violent frenzy, or healed the injuries the bullies like Miss Power made with their words!"
"Because wherever I go, I never stop fighting for Truth, Justice, and the right use of the right word! And if you let them have your anti-Lexonite metal, I think the rest of Lexicon would do the same!"
"I think she's right! So why destroy a potential solution to that great problem of yours?" asked the Doctor.
Everyone gazed at Astellakar, anxious to hear his response...
…...
…...
...and finally, he said: "Very well..."
YES! Er, I mean, Looks like the language skills of WordGirl and her friends have triumphed over evil once again!
Kienforzar and Dyarrestir loosened their grip on him slightly, as he directed them via body language to the various fastenings on his armor. Then, when his armor was lying in a heap on the ground, and he was in his familiar-looking orange-and-blue Lexiconian clothes (albeit with the star in the center torn out somehow), Astellakar said: "The remote's in the left claw. Best use it, while I'm still convinced your way of ending Lexicon's ignorant malevolence has a chance of success."
WordGirl didn't need any further prompting. She grabbed the claws from the suit, and fiddled around with the controls a little...
...causing the lid on the control box to open! The Doctor rushed over there as quick as he could, and utilizing both his quick fingers and Metebelis crystal ring, got to work.
Within seconds, all power was shut off, and both the force field and the green beam disappeared. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief...
...except for Astellakar, who looked up, and then...laughed! But not in the style of his Anti-Literate cackles; these laughs seemed in genuine amusement at something!
"What's so funny?" asked Dyarrestir.
"WordGirl engineers my downfall when I don't want it...and now...my plan has succeeded, after I rejected it! Nothing's going my way now, is it?"
Shocked, WordGirl and the police looked up...and sure enough, there was that massive Lexonite asteroid she noticed earlier, except it was now moving towards the planet!
"Now you really are too late to stop the Anti-Literate's malevolent plan." mused Astellakar. "That asteroid, when it crashes, will not only flatten the city but fill the sky with so much Lexonite dust that no one on the surface will be able to breathe... and the Lexiconians will be far too weak to hold their breath."
"Enough of that!" exclaimed the Doctor, "How do we stop it?"
"Well, I could put on my armor and knock it back with my super-strength...but I don't think that's enough reason to justify letting me go, after everything I did as the Anti-Literate." A nod from the policemen told Astellakar his assumption was right.
But then, suddenly, WordGirl said: "Just the armor, right?" And before anyone could say anything, she had used her super-speed to put on as much of the armor as she could!
Everyone instantly realized what she wanted to do: "Wait!" exclaimed the Doctor, "That armor was designed to fit Astellakar! There are gaps in the armor on you! You'll be exposing so much of yourself to the Lexonite-"
"I won't get that close! I'll use this!" exclaimed WordGirl, under the Anti-Literate's helmet, as she floated over to the tractor-beam device. "I saw how the Doctor turned it off...perhaps I can reverse the process."
Captain Huggyface protested as well: "But still! You're venturing inside the Lexonite zone! And just getting as close as I did actually hurt you as a baby!"
"You've just given me reason to care for your life, WordGirl!" added Astellakar; "Don't throw it away for something that you're not even sure will succeed!"
Please, just don't do it!
"Look, we don't have the time to argue! Just let me go!" Then, without any further words, WordGirl picked up the tractor-beam device and shouted: "WOOOORRRRD UP!" as she zipped upwards into the sky.
Everyone watched her go, horrified. "Grandfather, she won't survive up there! We must do something!"
But everyone was silent, as they had no ideas...
...Until Captain Huggyface screeched up to them. And they turned to look at the shipyards. And even then the Doctor wasn't satisfied: "But even with one of those it'll take time to get her on it! Time she may not...wait...TIME!"
Excited and hopeful, the Doctor grabbed Captain Huggyface, and asked "What type of power source does a Lexiconian starship run off?"
Huggy screeched, causing the Doctor to drop him and exclaim: "An Ion drive? Perfect! Susan, what I'm about to suggest may well fry the TARDIS navigation system, but if it'll save WordGirl..."
"Seems justified to me." said Susan.
The two Time Lords looked at the policemen and Astellakar, the latter of whom said: "Well? Isn't someone going to help them? Theta Sigma and Arkytior can't fly, but they need to get to the shipyards now!"
The policemen weighed their options, between guarding their prisoner and helping the Doctor...and Dyarrestir growled: "Urgh, let's just take him with us!"
*(one scene transition later)*
With a burst of steam, the hatch opened and revealed the interior of the green spaceship. Captain Huggyface rushed inside and began turning on the systems.
Meanwhile, just outside, Susan waited for the Doctor to find some equipment within the TARDIS. So far, he had tossed out several medicine containers, a suitcase, an atomic tea-kettle, a live chicken (with a surprised "how did that get in there?" from the Doctor) and an Ancient Egyptian canopic jar.
Suddenly, he rushes out with a pair of high-tech devices and a toolkit clutched in his arms; "Here they are, Susan. You know what to do?"
Susan nodded, took the devices and tools, and rushed up the steps into the ship. She didn't make it all the way up before the doorway closed, knocking her on her feet as the ship lifted off and zipped through the dome and into the sky.
The Doctor, meanwhile, turned to the police and asked: "Does the city's anti-Lexonite dome have any backup generators?"
The police nodded, and in anticipation of his next request, Kienforar said: "I'm pretty sure we can get you in on police business."
"Great! Well let's not waste any more-"
Vrrrooosh...Vrrrooooosshhh...VrrrOOOOsshh... VROOSH...CLUNK!
The Doctor paused in fear as five TARDISes materialized around the group, and ten Time Lords dressed in the red-and-silver decorative outfits of the Gallifreyan Chancellery Guard stepped out of their entrances. "We're here for the Doctor." their leader proclaimed.
"I don't think Lexicon's quite ready to give him up." said Astellakar, "He's much too busy saving our entire planet from total destruction."
"All the more reason to take him." said another Time Lord, "He's guilty of interfering, one of the highest crimes of the Time Lords, and by continuing here he is making it worse. He will come to Gallifrey to face justice, and nothing will dissuade us from taking him here and now."
"Not even the fact that he's under my guardianship?"
Everyone looked up, and saw the voice came from Arbiter Radjusticier, who had just arrived on the scene.
"You can't be serious, Arbiter. This does not concern you." exclaimed a shocked Time Lord.
"Oh, but I think it does. He is about to help my daughter save us all. I think being a hero to Lexicon justifies putting him under official protection – which I can apply to off-worlders as well as Lexiconians. I believe similar logic was applied during the Koschei affair, wasn't it? The laws we used to keep him on Lexicon for his trial?"
A heated argument arose, during which the policemen and Astellakar lifted the Doctor's TARDIS into the air, and flew him towards the center of the city.
Oh please tell me that didn't take too long! Let's see how WordGirl's doing...
Already, WordGirl's proximity to the Lexonite zone had begun to make it hard for her to carry on. She felt the weakness creep in through the parts where her ill-fitting armor had exposed her to the outside world. It started taking away, among other things, her ability to breathe in the vacuum of space. Her friends were right that she might not survive this...but she had gone too far to stop. So, she took a deep breath, fired up the Anti-Literate's jetpack, and kept going.
Eventually, she passed the giant Lexonite meteor. Clenching her teeth to avoid taking a surprised gasp, she pressed the buttons on the Anti-Literate's remotes and the controls on the machine she carried. At rapid fire, she reproduced the sequence she saw the Doctor use...and then after that didn't work, she tried again with slight variations...and again...until, finally, it worked. The familiar green beam struck the meteor, slowing it down as it approached the now-distant Planet Lexicon. Inwardly sighing in relief, she cranked the jetpack to its maximum power outpit and flew right into the Lexonite zone.
Once inside it, it became harder and harder to hold that breath she took. The sheer amount of Lexonite seemed overwhelming, but she didn't let it bother her until she got the tractor-beam in place...
...which suddenly exploded when the giant asteroid returned to its regular position faster than she expected in her Lexonite-addled condition. The impact struck her head-on, and completely shredded the armor she had on her.
Now every part of her was exposed, and even the fact that she was hurled out of the Lexonite zone didn't change the fact that it was even harder to hold her breath. She strained and strained to keep her lungs from exploding. She tried to take her mind off it, by remembering a detail from a good book she read a while back...didn't Douglas Adams put the odds of survival in space at two to the power of two hundred thousand...something...or was it two billion?
Try as she might, those intimate details that once rolled off the top of her head seemed to escape her now. 'So this is the fate Astellakar planned for all of Lexicon when he was the Anti-Literate...Well, at least it's just me, and not them...' she thought, as her mouth started to open...
….when all of a sudden, a bubble of glittering, pink energy surrounded her, and sent life-giving oxygen into her body! She jerked her head around...and she saw a rope thrown to her out of the back of a green Lexiconian spaceship.
She weakly grasped it, and was pulled into the waiting arms of Susan and Huggy. "Oh, you're okay! Thank all the stars and years that you are okay!" exclaimed Susan as they all group-hugged.
"Heh...hanks...but how shoo..."
"Grandfather used the TARDIS to send a backup generator for the Lexiconian energy-domes here, thanks to a receiver I plugged into the ship's Ion Drive! Now to get you back down to the ground and healed!"
"But...the arrer..."
"Right. The Armor. Got that covered as well." Susan said as Huggy grabbed a raygun-shaped device with a giant magnet on the end, and drew all the shattered pieces of the Anti-Literate's armor (minus his personal Lexonite of course) into the ship, before he closed the door.
*(one scene transition later)*
The ship landed, and no sooner did the doors open than Seycurea rushed to WordGirl's aid, applying healing balms and bandages.
Radjusticier and Saldicticies appeared right beside her in a flash, with the policemen escorting Astellakar and carrying the Doctor's TARDIS in the background.
WordGirl smiled...and then said: "Before anyone says anything, no I do not plan on doing something like that ever again!"
Saldicticies laughed; "That's comforting to hear, Bejusticie, but...I get the feeling that if you ever did, we wouldn't be able to stop you. You've grown up so fast..."
"You're no longer the baby we remember." said Radjusticier sadly, "You're practically a woman now. And my only regret is that I couldn't watch it happen. Even if I no longer hate Captain Huggyface, I still envy him...and whoever else got to raise you on Earth."
"Um...yeah, about that...I never really planned on..."
"Staying on Lexicon? Don't worry. We figured as such. Especially from your own words to the Anti-Literate, about what we could do with our newfound space travel abilities! I get the feeling that, even if you decided to stay, you'd wind up going back to Earth anyway."
"To keep doing what you've been doing throughout your time there, and give the rest of them something to look to as an example." said Astellakar. "After all, just a little bit of metal and tales of my experiences will only get them so far."
"You're everything we are and more. We want to learn what you have learned from the humans, so we can use it to make the universe a better place to live in. So let me say that if you need to leave, I will not stand in your way. I want you to keep doing everything that you have been. Not just for myself, but for all of us." And with that, Radjusticier and Saldicticies reached out and hugged their daughter.
"Bejusticie...WordGirl...everything you do, everything you are, makes us proud to call ourselves your parents."
"Aww!" exclaimed WordGirl, plus a few bystanders. "Come by and visit any time."
"Don't say goodbye just yet!" shouted the Doctor: "You'll need him to get home! I can't control where and when my TARDIS goes anymore – don't worry, Astellakar's handing over a supply of his special metal for your trip!"
"Yeah. He won't need it where he's going!" said Kienforzar, and Astellakar nodded. "I may not be malevolent anymore," he said, "but if I ever become disappointed with the way Lexicon's holding up to its promise...say, I wonder if they'll make me a child's boogeyman or-" Astellakar would have continued, but Dyarrestir gave him a stern look.
"Thank you Doctor..." said Radjusticier, who paused a little before remembering something: "Oh, and as for the Time Lords? As soon as I told them everything that happened, their Castellan decided that capturing you at this point in time would upset the delicate balance of time more than you did, and let you go for now...as soon as you heard the message, 'The Corsair says Hello,' strangely enough."
The Doctor considered this message...and laughed, "Ha! The old goat, still looking after me all these years! Ha ha ha...*ahem* Well then, I guess I can't delay for much longer. Come along, Susan!"
"Goodbye WordGirl! It was amazing to have you along!" said Susan as she gave WordGirl a goodbye hug.
"Likewise! Keep the Doctor safe for me!"
And with a wave, the two Time Lords left...
Vrooooshh...Vrrroooooshhh...Vrooooooshhh...Vrrrroooooooooshh...
CLUNK!
...to find themselves somewhere on Earth, in a junkyard full of all sorts of lost and forgotten things, hidden behind a gate that said 'I.M. Foreman'.
And off go the Doctor and Susan to find new adventures, some of which will (and already have from our perspective) involve WordGirl. Meanwhile, WordGirl and Huggy return to Earth to continue their adventures as well...but not before clearing up some unfinished business...
Sometime after their spaceship landed, WordGirl brought her parents to the Super-Secret Spaceship Hideout, and put a video on...from the security tapes that were rolling during the crash!
On the screen, they saw, just as WordGirl and Huggy described at the trial, baby Bejusticie awakening and startling Huggy, Huggy throwing the warp drive, and then grabbing the baby, and rocking her gently in an attempt to stop her pained cries, whistling to her in monkey speech...
"Klokeda partha mennin klatch! The Venusian lullaby!" noted Radjusticier...then, he shut off the video as he said: "I've seen all I need. As far as I'm concerned, Captain Huggyface is innocent of all crimes!"
"YAY!" exclaimed WordGirl, as she initiated another group hug.
And so, WordGirl met her Lexiconian parents and the Doctor for the first time, defeated the malevolent Anti-Literate, and set her people out on a quest to follow in her footsteps, teaching all about Truth, Justice, and the Right Use of the Right Word! I'd say, vacation well spent!
As such, I feel completely justified in suggesting...no, all but demanding, that you tune in to the next thrilling, exciting, amazing, stupendous-
"JUST SAY IT ALREADY!"
Erm, er, the next adventure of WORDGIRL!
THE END...for now.
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 the final edition of 'The Doctor's World!'
Yes, sadly, I have run out of time to spare, as the narrator has run out of story to tell. As such, it has come time for me to depart...'Depart', by the bye, is a fancy word for 'leave.'
However, if you want to get specific, to 'depart' is 'to leave, typically in order to start a journey.' And every time I enter my TARDIS...
The TARDIS appears.
...and leave in it, I 'depart' the scene of my previous adventure, to throw myself headlong into the next adventure!
So, it may sadden you to see me go...but I never think of it as an 'end', but rather as a new beginning! Thus, I bid my farewells, and hope to bring you wonderful new tales in the future!
The Doctor steps into the TARDIS, and disappears.
AT LAST, it is finished! My pet project, the WordGirl/Doctor Who series, is complete! Love or hate how I handled it, I had fun making it and that's what counts in the end, amirite?
And, with a new Doctor and new seasons of WordGirl on the horizon, we have more official content to support coming soon! Official content that inspired stories like these!
And as always, this series was made possible by the positive reinforcement of REVIEWERS LIKE YOU.
THANK YOU.