Chapter Twenty-Four (Ditzy`s Point of View)
The place was massive, absolutely gigantic. It had a sort of fine, rare elegance that almost intimated me.
"What`s with the men in red suits?" I asked the Doctor. He laughed and shrugged. One of the men waved an excited hand at him and the others turned to the man angrily.
"So what are we doing here again?" Dinky yawned.
"Queen, news, possibly fighting... does that ring a bell?" the Doctor answered.
"Sorry to interrupt, but the Queen grows worrisome!" Rebecca nearly yelled.
"Alright, alright, Becc," I sighed. "My God, she`s going to give herself a stroke!"
Rebecca ignored my comment and opened the large, almost golden-brown-blue front door. She walked us right through a beautiful room the Doctor called "The Grand Hall" without stopping no matter how much Dinky wanted to admire the pottery and paintings.
The room consisted of red carpeted floors, golden chairs, white walls and columns, several small red steps that only raised you a foot higher, and a fireplace. Rebecca told us to take a left, and then a right.
They all looked about the same, all red carpets and white walls with columns. Sweetie Belle wanted to go to the garden and pick some roses for Rarity, but Rebecca shot down the idea in a snap saying it was "strictly forbidden". The Doctor just frowned and shook his head, apologizing to Sweetie Belle for Rebecca`s sake.
We finally had to go up a flight of steps and a few turns and then we were in the throne room. An old woman (looking to be 90 years old at least) with white hair and an elegant pink dress sat in the second smallest chair with red velvet cushions and golden borders.
The Doctor got onto one knee, bowed for less than a second then shot up and walked to her. I and the kids figured to do what the Doctor did as well, but I ended up falling over causing the Doctor to try not to laugh.
"Sorry," I muttered.
"Your majesty, what is it we can do for you?" The Doctor asked her.
Her voice was old, but was almost as elegant as her appearance. "There has been some disturbances we can`t put our finger on," She admitted.
"Well what has been happening?"
"Didn`t Officer Charleson tell you? People have been disappearing. They all go to the same place and come out differently."
"When did this all start?"
"I believe it was about four days ago. It hasn`t become urgent or anything until just lately," She explained.
"And in the basement, correct?" It took me a moment to realize, but the Doctor changed his voice a bit when he talked to her, almost like he needed to be formal or she`d scream "Off with his head!"
"Yes, yes, that is right. Also, some of our prisoners have gone missing. If you can stop this madness, we will pay you in as much gold as you desire."
"My dear Queen," The Doctor smiled. "I thought you`d know by now. I don`t ask for rewards."
"Officer Charleson, please show this family to where the start was located, please."
"Yes, your majesty." Rebecca bowed and then redirected us to leave the room.
"So where are you going to start?" I asked the Doctor.
"Probably the basement, because that`s where they are taking us." He shrugged. "Still making plans about what to do there in my head."
"Sure, 'plans'," I laughed, nudging his side. "But in reality you have absolutely nothing."
"Hey, I got something, alright? The Doctor always has a plan."
"That`s why you always made me choose planets because you forget them all," I said, making him smile.
He wrapped an arm around my shoulder and held me to him, almost making us trip when we had to walk back downstairs.
I sighed and kept walking downstairs. (Author`s Note: Just so we all know, I couldn`t find any pictures of the basement of Buckingham Palace, so if this isn`t how it looks, sorry. I just went with how I see it in my head.) The basement was large and had white marble floors, the same white walls as before, and looked like it could fit an entire plane.
"Shall I leave you four alone?" Rebecca asked. "You know, to discover what`s-"
An echoing bang and crack (like someone slammed a door and it shattered a window) pounding against the back of the basement. Or so it sounded.
"-Guys, stay behind me," The Doctor ordered.
"But what if you get hurt?"
"I`d rather get hurt than you," He admitted. "Plus, I have the sonic screwdriver."
"I have one too, remember?" I laughed, pulling it out of my black purse.
"Alright, if you insist – Ditzy, go beside me, Rebecca, take Dinky and Sweetie Belle somewhere safe."
"But, Doctor!" Dinky whined. "I want to see what made that noise!"
"Are you sure you do? It could eat you." The Doctor smiled.
"Okay, Rebecca, take us somewhere safe!" Sweetie Belle said quickly, practically flying up the steps.
They disappeared upstairs and left me and Ditzy to figure everything out. "You know what I don`t get," I said.
"What?"
"I don`t get how nopony - nobody - wanted to come down here. If the Queen was so worried about this, why wouldn`t she send herself down? Have some guards by her side, armed and ready?"
The Doctor pondered it a bit in his head. "I might need you to remember that for later on. Now, avante, Ditzy," He laughed.