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Phil swung her legs out of the bed with protest from the blond. "Y-you can't move! You broke your ankle!"
"I did?" Phil sounded completely new to this yet stood up anyway. "Oh."
"H-how..?"
"I heal very quickly."
"You can't heal a broken ankle in a few minutes, let alone an hour."
"Alright I'm an exceptionally quick healer." Phil nodded and took to trying to walk. She succeeded but was a little wobbly. The Doctor walked over and held his hands out to her, holding onto his, with the help she managed to walk a little better. Clarabelle just regarded the two oddly before forming words in her mind to speak.
"What's down there?"
"Chunky mummies."
"Phil! You can't keep calling them that! We don't know what, well I probably do Phil here doesn't." The Doctor stated, "Someone hasn't got a vast knowledge of all things timey wimey have they?" He said in a childish voice.
Phil looked up at him with narrowed eyes, "I will stomp on your foot if you talk to me like that again."
"Alright! But even so, we still need to get down there. Before you start on about it being to dangerous, those things that you've seen are harmless or else they wouldn't have helped Phil out would they?"
"No I guess not, you must be right."
"Oh you hear that? You must be right." Phil said while being lead around, slowly her mobility was improving with each second that went by. "I have to say Clarabelle you are taking all of this in your stride." She paused and stopped walking, which caused The Doctor to stop too. "Most people are usually saying we're nuts by now, or...in denial."
"But she's seen it first hand remember? Oh wow! She's similar to you in a way!" The Doctor said and suffered getting his foot stomped. "Hey! I didn't speak to you in a patronizing way! Why stomp on my poor defenceless foot?"
"We're not similar."
"Whatever! You need a time out, so I suggest we shimmy ourselves back down below yes? You must have a good mental map of the place. Bye Clarabelle for the moment, come on Phil! We finally have exploring to do! How fun?" The Doctor cheered happily and pushed her out of the tent.
"I broke my ankle?"
The Doctor stood up from his crouching position. The two had managed to get down here and he was currently scanning the area where she fell to. "Apparently yes you did, how do you feel?"
"Fine."
"Really? You're having slight mood problems again." The Doctor didn't look at her as he walked towards a tunnel. Phil followed after him and stuffed her hands in her pockets. "Maybe it's because of womanly problems...?" Doctor said thoughtfully, Phil stopped walking and stared at him wide eyed. "Ow," he rubbed his head when she had hit him. "Mood swings and lashing out! This isn't fair Phil! What's wrong? You can tell me you know."
She lowered her hands and put it back into her pocket. "Nothing."
"What? You can't say 'nothing' when you've been off all day again. The last time you were like this was when you were sad after seeing Nikek reunited with his mother." Doctor said while looking down at her. "So what's made you so angry?"
"I'm not angry, I'm not honestly! It's not me who's angry." Phil said in a defeated tone, Doctor just looked at her before walking down the tunnel. "I think the TARDIS is jealous." This made him stop and turn to look at her.
"What?"
"She doesn't like Clarabelle and the only way of showing it is to effect me. Honestly I think the girl's alright, but she doesn't like her. It might be because of what a liar she is."
"Not telling anyone you've seen a possible alien isn't lying. It's just...keeping a massive secret so people don't think you're insane." The Doctor said matter of factly. "Jealous though? I thought she just heightened the feelings you feel."
"I'm not jealous."
"Did I say that? No I didn't, in fact Phil the thought never crossed my mind."
"It did because you mentioned it."
"Yup it did, I can't help it! My company is just to amazing that people get jealous if they share it with someone else."
Phil just looked at him as he pottered off down the tunnel scanning the area as he went. She shook her head and slowly followed after him. It felt weird being down here, and being actually conscious while walking through. Eventually though The Doctor stopped and put his hand on a door, Phil looked over it. It just looked like a normal door, slightly human for the things behind it, which were so far from being human.
Hearing a weird noise, similar to squeaky hinges on an old door. Phil frowned, how horror film was that? Turning slowly she jumped and ended up bumping into The Doctor, he was busy trying to find a way through the door. He put his hands on her shoulders and looked over the new comer, the thing in front of them must have been what Phil described as a "chunky mummy."
It was tall it easily towered over the two of them. It was wrapped up in bandages, bandages which had turned a brownish colour thanks to the sand. It just stood there, arms by its sides. There were no eyes that they could see of so it was a little confusing as to think it was looking at them.
"Hello there!" The Doctor said happily while taking a step away from Phil and then standing in front of her. "What brings you down here then huh? You don't look like you've just crawled out of a tomb." He said thoughtfully while taking an initial step back when It took a step forward. "Ok well clearly you're not up for talking."
"I don't think It can talk."
"Well even if It could Phil, by looks of things It's not in a very talkative mood right now."
"Maybe It's just woken up?"
"Possibly, then that means Its woken up on the wrong side of the sand pile." The Doctor pushed Phil to the side as they avoided It.
Taking out the screwdriver The Doctor pointed it at It while Phil walked back up the tunnel, she only took a few steps back. It wasn't very fast at moving so out running it wasn't really a big deal. "Huh, well looky here Phil this things is robotic! How cool is that? Robotics in Egypt?"
"That's well neat Doctor, but maybe you should move away?"
"Oh yeah true true," he walked away from It as it took slow steps towards him. He soon joined her side, the thing which was now deemed robotic turned to them.
"What does he want?"
"You've given It a gender?"
"It doesn't feel right calling it, It." Phil said as simply as she could, The Doctor shrugged and just seemed to momentarily agree with her logic.
"Whatever it is you want, we can help you. You've clearly lived here long enough." The Doctor said, the robotic mummy just stood stationary looking at them. The Doctor was about to say something else when a little clip like object attached itself to one of the bandages. There was a sudden bleeping and then a small explosion.
The Doctor and Phil put their arms up to shield themselves from the fire which had now erupted in front of them. Yelping when her arm got grabbed she clutched onto The Doctors arm as she got tugged down a side tunnel.
"Oh! These are the things you describes as, lankier than me?"
"Yup."
"They are rather tall," The Doctor looked at the elongated creature. "Hello, thank you for helping my friend. She's rather silly and gets into dodgy situations." The Doctor ruffled her hair, which resulted in his hands get slapped away. "How long have you been done here for?"
The creature made a grumbling noise, Phil looked up at him. "What?"
"Do you know what it said?"
"No."
"What?"
"Why would I Phil? I'm not a universal dictionary, it grumbled. Grumbling isn't a language."
"You are a universal dictionary! You know what Ice Warriors say and what most English people say! How can you not translate its grumbling?"
"You do have a point, put like that you make me sound extremely brilliant." The Doctor said, Phil looked at him dead panned at him managing to find a way to boost his ego. "Alright I'll give it a shot."
All the time they'd been talking the creature stood in front of them looking at them calmly.
"Why are you down here for?" He asked, the creature rolled its bug like eyes and shrugged. The Doctor raised an eyebrow, "I'll translate the body language then shall I?"
"Well I'm guessing it's referring to living down here."
The creature gurgled and turned to look at a door, opening it the two of them looked a the weird little mud sand huts. Other creatures much like this one pottered around, "This is so cool!" Phil exclaimed quietly while going to take a step forward.
The Doctor stopped her however, "What are those things out there?" He paused, "I don't mean the people." He corrected himself, although he was rather these things, whatever they were, they knew what a person was. Phil looked around the little village, she wanted nothing more than to run around and explore it. But she couldn't because of The Doctor holding her back, so the two awaited to see if it gurgled up some sort of answer.
"They are robotic, I am not sure whether you know this or not. But they're obviously here for a reason." The Doctor mused, Phil tugged on his jacket sleeve when another creature walked towards them.
"We came here," the one who had walked up to them said in broken English. "They came too."
"How did you come here?" The Doctor asked, the creature turned and pointed to something in the middle of the village. They seemed to have built their little homes around a trashed ship of some sort.