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"To Raxacoricofallapatorious! Home of the Slitheen family!" the Doctor charged into the TARDIS, Theta and Koschei hard on his heels.
"Come on! We need to get Drax before he regenerates AGAIN!" Theta demanded.
"How many times has he regenerated in your time?" the eldest Time Lord questioned.
"Four," Koschei groaned.
"Is that bad?" Martha asked.
"It's the equivalent of dying four times by age thirteen." Theta looked at her. "Of course it's not bad." he added sarcastically.
"Oh," the human doctor looked startled. "And how does he do this?"
"He sets off way to many dangerous chemical reactions!" Koschei frowned.
"How many?"
"At least three every single day," Theta scowled.
The companions didn't know what to say about that. Well, that's a lie. Amy knew exactly what to say.
"Are you saying that he'll explode in the TARDIS every single day?" she fumed, for she wasn't over the oil incident.
"Pretty much, yeah," Koschei shrugged. "I wouldn't worry about it, though. It's only slightly lethal once a week."
Amy turned towards the Doctor. "Please don't give Drax a room anywhere near mine."
But the Doctor was having his own conversation to listen to. With Jack.
"If we are going to the home of the Slitheen," Jack was saying. "Wouldn't we die instantly if we didn't have a constant supply of vinegar?"
"Of course!" the Doctor seemed rather cheerful today.
"So, how do we know Drax is still alive? He's probably dead by now!" the immortal man protested.
"Jack," the Time Lord looked up from the console. "Drax never leaves home without vinegar. He's a smart kid, and a member of the Deca."
That was when a wail filled the TARDIS.
"Who's crying?" Rory stood up.
"It is Theta!" Koschei informed.
"What's wrong?" Mickey raised an eyebrow.
"Solli..."
"What about him?" Jack proposed.
"He left my shoulder and now I can't find him!" Theta sat right there on the ground.
"Well, then we should look for him," Martha started looking.
"I'm not moving until he comes back to me!" the blond Time Tot whined.
That was when the TARDIS landed.
"Doctor," Amy brought forth. "How are we supposed to look for Drax and Solli at the same time? Theta won't move..."
"I can't let Theta and Koschei out of the TARDIS anyway." the Doctor looked at her. "It's too dangerous, but I also have to have some people stay, watch them, and help look for Solli." he said loudly. "Any voluteers?"
"I'll stay!" Mickey raised his hand.
"So will I!" Rory agreed.
"I think I'd be of more use here," Sarah looked up from where she was kneeling beside Theta. "I've raised one kid."
"All right," the Doctor looked towards his remaining companions. "We will go out now."
Amy, Martha, and Jack followed the Doctor outside, armed with a lot of vinegar.
What they saw was surprising. There was (AN I'm making this up, guys.) blue grass, pink skies, and a lot of Slitheen, but none of them attacked. Actually some of them nodded towards them warmly, but some eyed their vinegar.
"We will not harm you if you put down your vinegar." one Slitheen stated.
"Do as they say," the Doctor whispered.
The obeyed. The ground was the only place the bottles of vinegar went.
"Why have you come to our home planet, Time Lord?" one particularly elderly one questioned.
"We are looking for a Gallifreyan child. He has blond hair and onyx eyes." the Doctor informed. "Have you seen him anywhere?"
"I believe I have!" a younger one piped up. "I've recently been to the capital, and there was a Gallifreyan boy who matched your description playing with dangerous chemicals!"
The Time Lord groaned. "That sounds like him."
"I can show you where he is!" the same female Raxacoricofallapatorian started to guide them.
"I'm Captain Jack Harkness. What's your name?" Jack inquired.
"Stop it," the Doctor moaned.
"Oh, I don't mind," the Slitheen told him. "I am Blon Fel-Fotch Passameer-Day Slitheen." she told Jack.
The Doctor froze. Not her again...
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