Hello! And here we have part two! Since you gave me a lot of good feedback! I'm posting a new chapter early!
The Snowmen
Another muffled "Let me out! Oi!", could be heard.
"Let her out.", Emma gently told the Doctor, feeling bad about having locked the poor girl in the there.
The Doctor just couldn't tell her no and opened the carriage door as Emma contently watched. Clara pressed against the opposite side as the Doctor sat down next to her.
"Don't worry. No one's going to hurt you.", he said.
Clara looked curiously at Strax and inquired, " What is that thing?". It was a pretty understandable question.
"Silence, boy!", Strax shouted. Emma giggled.
"That's Strax, and as you can see, he's easily confused.", the Doctor explained.
"Silence, girl. Sorry lad.", Strax repeated.
"Sontaran. Clone warrior race - factory produced, whole legions at a time. Two genders is a bit further than he can count.", the Doctor stated.
"Sir, do not discuss my reproductive cycle in front of enemy girls! It's embarrassing!", Strax said as Emma giggled even more.
"Typical middle child of six million.", the Doctor conspiratorially whispered to Clara. Emma face palmed and was laughing out loud now. It made the Doctor happy to see her laughing, and he smiled too.
"Who are you?", intrigued by this man and the woman he was with.
"It doesn't matter because you're about to forget you and I ever met.", the Doctor turned to Strax, "We'll need the worm."
"Sir.", Strax said. He then turned around and set off on his seemingly easy quest to find the worm.
Clara was a bit nervous about the mention of a 'worm'. She'd already met what was practically a talking potato, what if it was some psychotic, murderous, rampaging earth worm? With the day she was having so far, that would be considered normal.
"You'll need the what? The worm? What worm?", Clara asked, panicking.
"Don't worry, it won't hurt, but one touch on your bare skin and you'll lose the last hour of your memory.", the Doctor reassured.
Then, Strax returned empty handed.
"Where is it?", the Doctor asked as a smile grew on Emma's face.
"Where's what, sir?", Strax inquired.
"I sent you to get the memory worm.", the Doctor said.
"Did you? When? Who's he? What are we doing here? Look, it's been snowing!", Strax exclaimed.
" You didn't use the gauntlets, did you?", the Doctor sighed.
"Why would I need the gauntlets? Do you want me to get the memory worm?", Strax asked.
Strax was under the carriage looking for the worm as Clara and Emma stood next to each other and the Doctor tried to help Strax.
"Sorry if he's been a bit, you know, rude. He just lost two dear friends and I died, so...", Emma started.
"You WHAT?!", Clara shouted. She couldn't imagine a girl as kind and sweet and full of life dead. And how was she alive, exactly?
"Um.. it's a bit hard to explain.", Emma said. Clara thought it best to change the subject.
"So, your accent isn't from here. Where are you from, exactly?", Clara asked.
"United States of America, parallel universe.", Emma said. Well, that was a tad weird for Clara.
"Can you see it?", the Doctor asked Strax.
"I can hear it.", he replied.
The Doctor and Emma saw Clara trying to hide a smile.
"Oi.", the Doctor said, "Don't try to run away. Stay where you are. Emma, watch her please."
"Why would I run? I know what's going to happen next- and it's funny.", she replied.
Emma followed Clara's line of vision- to see the gauntlets sitting on the seat. The girls exchanged a look and started laughing. Emma would've told the Doctor, but she didn't want to ruin the moment with Clara. They were starting to be friends. It would kill her to leave her behind, unless she could pull a few strings...
"What's funny?", the Doctor asked.
"Your little pal, for a start. Ugly little fella, isn't he?"
"Maybe. He gave his life for a friend of mine once.", he said.
"Then how come he's alive? Is he like Emma?", she asked.
The Doctor had a pained look on his face, and Emma gave him a little smile, to remind him that she was safe and alive and happy, not dead.
"No. Another friend brought him back. I'm not sure all his brains made the return trip!", he explained.
"Neither am I.", Clara said as she and Emma exchanged a smile.
"I can see it!", Strax said.
"Ooh! Can you reach it? Have you got it?", the Doctor asked.
"Got what, sir?", Strax inquired.
Clara picked up a large pair of gloves.
"Because these are the gauntlets, aren't they?", Clara asked.
She and Emma burst out laughing.
"Sir! Emergency! I think I've been run over by a cab!", Strax shouted.
The girls only laughed more.
The Doctor stood up with a large squirming worm in the grasp of his gauntlets.
"There you go. One touch and you lose about an hour of your memory. Let it bite you and you could lose decades.", He shoved the worm in the jar. "And you're still not trying to run."
"I don't understand how the snowman built itself. I'll run once you've explained.", Clara said.
"Clara who?", the Doctor asked.
"Doctor who?", Clara asked in return.
"Oh, dangerous question."
"What's wrong with dangerous?"
Emma smiled as she watched the exchange.
"Good answer, Clara.", she said.
"The snow emits a low level telepathic field...", the Doctor said.
As the Doctor explained to her and Emma, Clara turned around to see a snowman.
"My snowman..."
"…seems to reflect people's thoughts and memories and because it's unusual, somehow it carries a previous shape and..."
"No, Doctor!", Emma shouted, taking his hand and pulling him around, "Her snowman!"
"Ah, interesting. Well Clara, were you thinking about it?", the Doctor asked.
The three of them approached it.
"Yes.", Clara said as another snowman appeared next to the first.
"Well, stop!", the Doctor said as they turned in the other direction to find a third snowman.
"Clara, stop thinking about the snowmen!", Emma shouted.
More snowmen appeared and opened their mouths. The Doctor knelt down and took Clara's head in his hands.
"Get down!", the Doctor shouted as Emma crouched down next to the Doctor.
"Clara, listen to me. The snow is feeding off your thoughts.", he said.
"I don't understand.", Clara worriedly said.
"You're caught in their telepathic field, they're mirroring you. The more you think about them, the more they appear. Imagine them melting, picture it, picture them melted!", the Doctor frantically shouted.
All three closed their eyes and were soon splashed by melted snowmen.
"Well, very good- very, very good!", the Doctor said as he stood and laughed.
"Is that going to happen again?", Clara asked.
"Well, if it does, you know what to do about it.", the Doctor said.
"Unless I forget."
Both she and Emma smirked.
They all walked towards the carriage.
"Don't go looking for us. Forget about us. Understand?", the Doctor asked.
Clara got into the carriage.
"What about the snow? Shouldn't we be warning people?", she asked.
"Not my problem. Merry Christmas!", he said as he closed the door.
He then turned to Strax.
"Take her back where we found her."
"Sir."
Emma pouted a bit, but the Doctor didn't notice.
The Doctor and Emma walked away, hand in hand, and Strax drove off.
Clara climbed out of the carriage and followed them.
She liked that wonderful girl and incredible man. Especially the girl. She seemed like just the type of person she'd love to be best friends with. There was no way she would just forget them.