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Annnnd I'm back! I'm really sorry! It's been almost two weeks! D: I hope you enjoyed chapter one. Ignore my formatting comment on my last authors note, fanfiction just does what it wants. -_- ANYWAYS. in this chapter: the gang tries to escape, talk, and annoy Nine. It's always fun to annoy Nine.

DISCLAIMER OF DOOM: I am not the proud owner of Dr. Who, but I will be soon! (No I won't...) I also don't own any catchy, annoying, internet songs we all secretly love.

"So... Shouldn't we be trying to escape?" Rose asked cautiously. Donna nodded.

"I'm working on it." The Doctor said. He had pulled off the access panel on the top of the elevator and was now half in, and half out of it. He held the glowy stick in one hand and was tinkering with the wires in the other.

Donna looked up at him.

"Oi! Spaceman! Get down here, we're going to come up with a real plan." She called to him. He looked down at her, an annoyed expression on his face.

"That's what I'm doing!" He huffed. "Besides. It looks like someone tampered with the elevator's mainframe." He continued. Donna stared.

"You mean someone wanted us to get stuck on purpose?" She said loudly. The doctor rolled his eyes.

"Yes that's what I'm saying!" He said.

"Well who would want us stuck?" Donna asked. The Doctor looked honestly perplexed by this, but Donna was having none of it.

"I don't know, and I don't like not knowing." He said finally. Donna began a retort, but Jack stopped her.

"Ok, Doc, the tech stuff isn't working, come on down and lets do this the old fashioned way." He said. The doctor grumbled something unintelligible, but dropped to the floor anyway.

"Ok, let's consider our options: we're stuck, our phones don't work, and someone may have tampered with the elevator. Thoughts?" Jack asked the group, who were now all sitting against each wall of their current prison.

"I have to be home by seven, my boyfriend Mickey's taking me out for dinner." Rose said.

"Rickey? What kind of name is that?" The Doctor asks. Donna wanted to slap him.

"Um... It's Mickey." Rose says. The Doctor raises an eyebrow skeptically, but doesn't say anything.

"Back to our plans." Donna says pulling the conversation back on track.

"We could climb up on the roof of the thing and look for a ladder." Rose said. The Doctor shakes his head.

"I checked. Too far, we wouldn't make it." He said. Donna and Jack frowned.

"Lemme climb up. I'm going to check." He said.

"I already checked!" The Doctor exclaimed. Jack just smirked.

"Don't care. Now help me up!" Jack said. The Doctor sighed and crouched down, allowing Jack onto his back as he hoisted him up. Jack flashed him a smile.

"Thanks Doc." He said with a wink.

"Quit it." The Doctor grunted as he practically shoved Jack out. Jack let out a squeak of surprise. The Doctor smirked at this.

Donna and the others heard some rustling coming from the roof of the elevator as Jack stood up.

"Weeeellllll... Looks like The Doc was right, you guys wouldn't be able to make that jump." He said. Donna frowned.

"Are you saying you could?" She snapped. The responce she got was the opposite of what she expected.

"Sure, I could, but I'd probably snap my neck, and it really freaking hurts to have a snapped neck." Jack said.

"You've... Snapped your neck before?" Rose asked, a disbelieving expression on her face.

"Thirteen times, to be precise." Jack called down to them. Donna was going to respond to that. She really, really, was; but then she just rolled her eyes.

She and Rose (possibly the only other human on board, she had no idea what Jack was, and quite honestly, she didn't want to know.) had only been with them on the elevator for an hour and were already expecting the unexpected.

"Whelp. I'm coming back down! Geronimo!" Jack said as he dropped back into the elevator. His feet hit the floor with a thump, making everybody jump. It was still an elevator after all, Donna didn't even want to think about it if the floor dropped out.

"Geronimo? That has to be the dumbest thing I have ever head." The Doctor scowled.

"And 'fantastic' is any better." Jack muttered.

"As a matter of fact, it is! ... How'd you even know that? I've only said it once." The Doctor questioned. Jack shrugged.

"Your jacket, duh." Jack said. The Doctor looked down at his jacket and then back at Jack.

"I'm not even going to dignify that with a responce!" The Doctor said.

"Guys..." Rose muttered.

"You just did!"

"That doesn't even count!" The Doctor snapped back.

"Guys..." Rose tried again.

"Hey Doc, pass me your screwdriver, would yah?" Jack asked. The Doctor, who had been holding it all along...? Clutched it to his chest.

"No way. Not after what you said earlier."

"Guuuuuyssss." Rose said desperately.

"WILL YOU TWO STOP IT! ROSE HAS BEEN TRYING TO SPEAK FOR AGES." Donna snapped loudly, looking pointedly at the quarreling duo. Jack looked flustered, and The Doctor just looked miffed.

"I oughta slap you two I should..." Donna grumbled.

"I met a woman like that once. Very slap happy... All I wanted to do was fix her Telly! There were aliens colonizing it..." The Doctor said, trailing off.

"That was you?" Rose gasped. The Doctor turned to her, the confusion evident from the expression on his face.

"My mum was talking about that for months! She got out of the shower on day and saw 'some random bloke tearing apart the Telly mumering about aliens!' God, I can't believe that was you!" Rose said.

"There were aliens!" The Doctor defended.

"Sorry to break up this lovely chat, but um..." Jack said stepping between Rose and The Doctor. The Doctor turned to him.

"Oh great, you again." He muttered.

"Real nice of you Doc, but seriously... Listen." Jack said.

Everyone in the elevator shut up. Only then did Donna realize that the elevator was playing music.

*And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed

Just to get it all out what's in my head

And Ie-ee-ee-ee, I am feeling a little peculiar

And so I wake in the morning and I step outside

And I take a deep breath and I get real high

And I scream from the top of my lungs

"What's goin' on?"

And I say hey, yeah, yeah, yeah yay

Hey, yay, yay

I said hey, what's goin' on?

And I say hey, yeah, yeah, yeah yay

Hey, yay, yay

I said hey, what's goin' on?

And he tries

Oh, my God, do I try

I try all the time,

In this institution

And he prays

Oh, my God, do I pray

I pray every single day

Nyaaah (AN: Skeletoooor!)

For a revolution!

And I say hey, yeah, yeah, yeah yay

Hey, yay, yay

I said hey, what's goin' on?

And I say hey, yeah, yeah, yeah yay

Hey, yay, yay

I said hey

(Don't cry out loud)

(Just keep it inside

and learn how to hide your feelings)

(Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah yay)

(Hey, yay, yay)

Hey hey hey

I say hey

What's goin' on?

Yeah!*

"Ok... WHAT THE LITERAL FUCK WAS THAT." Jack asked as the song finished. Donna didn't know how to respond.

The elevator had been so quiet up to that point. What on earth is going on! She wondered.

MEANWHILE, THE ONE BEHIND THIS MOST DEVIOUS MASTER PLAN OF MASTER PLAN-E-NESS tm, c, r, exc.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Hey, Caan, did you see their faces when I played that? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The Master shouted gleefully.

"Oh ho ho. I saw it Master. Stupid name though, you're not my master." Caan said, muttering the last part. The Master turned to him.

"Hey, you've seen all of time and space, can you give me some more internet songs?" He asked a malicious glint in his eyes. Caan blinked. That wouldn't be a problem. The internet had loads of weird songs.

"How about we start with Taking the hobbits to Isengard?" Caan asked. The Master smirked and started to play the music in the elevator.

BACK TO OUR UNLIKELY HEROES... (WELL, IM PRETTY SURE THEY'RE WHO WE'RE VOTING FOR...)

After twenty minutes of hearing someone say 'Where's the rum gone?' Donna had had enough. She turned to The Doctor and Jack angrily.

"You two are going to get us out of here RIGHT NOW." She said. Jack was considerably paler then before her out burst and climbed onto the elevator roof again. The Doctor started waving the glow-y stick again.

"Maybe we should hit the 'In case of emergency button. I'm fairly sure this counts as an emergency..." Rose said. Donna face palmed.

"Yeeeeeeaaaaaaaaahhh... Probably a good idea." Jack called down. Donna stomped towards the offending button, and pressed it.

Nothing happened.

AN: AND SO... THE VILLIAN APPEARS! Good gravy, I love The Master, he's an incredibly fun character to write... Also, Dalek Caan? Just what is going on here? Also, PLOT HOLES ALREADY... OH NO! Don't worry, I know they're there, and I'll resolve them shortly... ~.~

THANKS TO 53 VIEWS OF THIS STORY! Wow, that blows me away... Thanks for checking this silly thing out!

SPECIAL THANKS TO SUPERWHOLOCKAVENGER12! My first follower!

Another thing, sorry 'bout the F Bomb, but, really, nothing else would have worked there...

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