Isn't the World Small

by GunChleoc

The result of Donna's first driving lesson has them hunting for replacement parts - but where are they exactly? I originally wrote this in Gaelic, but since this isn't available as a language option you can read that at

4. Chapter 4

The Doctor listened to the sound of the sonic screwdriver with a look of concentration on his face. He laughed and rapped the plastic man's head. "Aren't you quiet", he opined.

- "Should you be making fun of the poor beggar?" his friend scolded.

- "Poor beggar, poor beggar, he's not a poor beggar because he never was alive in the first place. He hasn't been turned into plastic, but rather made out of plastic. Isn't that brilliant! That's is what this whole world is like: it's hasn't been turned into plastic, it has been made out of plastic. Look how his feet are glued to the ground. You know where we actually are?"

- "Well, where?", asked Donna.

- "I have no idea! Brilliant!" answered the Time Lord with a grin spreading over his face.

The Londonder didn't agree with that assessment. "But, where do we get wires now with everything made of plastic?"

- "Well... if we look in the right place I'm sure something will turn up. Let's get going."

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