Dangerous Doors
With a laugh, the Doctor dragged open another door. "You should have seen your face when it roared! Priceless," he chuckled, walking towards the next door in the corridor.
Jack Harkness jogged to catch up to the Time Lord. "I was surprised, that's all," he said indignantly.
"Surprised, you?" The Doctor laughed. "I'd say you were scared."
"What? No! No, of course I wasn't scared. I don't get scared."
Brittany prodded Jack in the arm. "And, then when it started breathing fire…"
Jack frowned. "Maybe a little bit scared," he admitted reluctantly. Then he rallied against the stream of insults coming from the Doctor and Brittany. "But you were scared too!"
"Maybe," the Doctor said. "But did I freeze? No, I didn't."
Brittany shrugged. "It wasn't that bad. I've seen worse."
Jack stared at them, his mouth open. "But it was a bloody dragon! A bloody giant fire-breathing dragon! How was I supposed to prepare for a great big fire-breathing dragon?"
The Doctor laughed again, and opened the next door. He stopped dead in his tracks. "Jack, you know what you were saying about a fire-breathing dragon?"
"Yeah…"
"I think I just found another one."
Brittany peered over the Time Lord's shoulder. "Or two."
"Or three."
"Or five."
"It looks like about twenty to me."
"Twenty-five," corrected the Doctor.
Jack quickly did the math. "So, we're in a long corridor, with no exits apart than this one, and the one past that other fire-breathing dragon."
"Yup," the Doctor confirmed.
"So, we're screwed."
"We are so screwed."
"Cussing," the Doctor reminded his two human companions.
The nearest dragon noticed the three figures standing in the doorway. It roared.
Jack said something extremely rude that the Doctor would never have expected even the captain to say. And he couldn't agree more.