"Doctor?" Claudia asked. "Where is the Tardis?"
"It's gone," said the farm hand (yes the same one Claudia had slugged earlier) only now a large purple bruise was blossoming on his face.
"Where did you take it?" asked the Doctor turning to face the man.
"Sold it."
"DAMN YOU ANCIENTS!"
"huh?" said Claudia.
"huh?" asked the Greek.
The Doctor got control of himself. "I'm sorry for my outburst. Who did you sell it to?"
"Alexandros the Elder, lives down the road. Huge house, you can't miss it." with that the varmin of a man scampered off, just as Myka, Pete and Artie caught up to them.
"Come on," the Doctor said storming off.
"Where are we going?" asked Artie who was out of breath, his face was as red as a coy fish.
"To the house of Alexandros the Elder," Claudia said.
"Why?" asked Pete.
"He has my Tardis," The Doctor said walking at a very brisk pace.
Quite quickly they reached a very grandiose house. "This must be it," Claudia said as she knocked on the door.
A middle aged slave answered it. "Hello?"
"We are here to see the master of the house," the Doctor said holding up his psychic paper.
"Oh Mr. Plato how good to see you again," the old slave said shaking Artie's hand warmly.
Claudia had to hold in a laugh.
"And these must your concubines," he continued.
That made her stop. Artie just stood there.
"Erm yes," the Doctor replied breaking the awkward silence. "My," he coughed, "delicate master can not stand out in this heat any longer."
"Of course," the slave muttered and showed them into a lavish house. Sitting in the entry hall was the Doctor's Tardis.
Admiring it was Alexandros. "Isn't it lovely?" he was saying.
A female voice replied. "Quite, the color is the same as the Mediterranean when I awake. It is the best coming of age gift a girl could ask for. Thank you daddy."
From around the corner came a girl with long dark hair. "Oh hello. Who are you?" she asked.
Alexandros turned. "Forgive Alexandria, she means no harm."
"But of course she doesn't," the Doctor said putting on a facade of calmness. "May I ask why you have bought that particular item for a coming of age gift? Surely a girl her age would want some kind of jewelry or sparkly trinket?"
"Just because I am young does not make me a stupid child," Alexandria said. She turned to Artie/ "Plato". "You should punish your slave for speaking to me like that."
Artie actually grinned. "You, young lady are a very bright girl."
"But to answer his question," Alexandros replied, "I thought it could join our modern art collection."
The Doctor was about to have an aneurism. Why did these ancient civilazations keep seeing his Tardis as artwork? Art is not functional! Sure it is pretty to look at, and yeah there are some lovely qualities to it. And it does have uses, but his Tardis...? It's not art. It is a living organism. His life is that. In a way his Tardis is his significant other...
Claudia who could read the Doctor's emotions whispered, "relax. Don't you get it?" She pulled him off into a corner. "These people see your Tardis for what it really is. An incredible piece of artwork that needs to be preserved. Although there love is a bit misguided it's there just like yours. Do you understand Doc? They love it, you love it where's the harm in that?"
The Doctor considered her reasoning and smiled. She was right. Of course she was right, it all made sense now.
"I'm afraid I will have to be taking this with me," The Doctor said approaching the Tardis. Alexandros slapped the Doctor's hand away.
"Dad!" Alexandria cried out in embarrassment.
"He wants to take your present away, Plato, I'm afraid you will have to leave."
And with that they were kicked out of the house, leaving the Tardis behind.
"Well," said Claudia. "We'll just have to break in tonight."
Before anyone could protest Claudia dragged them off to get supplies.
Sorry it's been soooo long. This weekend was homecoming and I have been super busy. Actually I would be busy whether or not it was homecoming or not, it just made things more hectic. I really hope to update soon, but I am feeling a bit blocked if you know what I mean. More to Come!
