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Amazing, yeah? I thought so too. No reviews. :(
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While Rose, Jackie, and Sarah were trying to find something for the mini Gallifreyans to wear; the others were sitting in the library, listening to the crashing sounds of the chaos in the changing rooms.
Crash.
"I really think we should go check up on them," Martha winced as she heard the sounds of struggle.
"The Space Men should be fine," Donna shrugged.
"The are not Space Men! Not only is Ushas a girl, but they are Gallifreyans! They are not Space People, Martians, or anything of the sort!" John pouted. "Technically speaking, their proper title is a Time Tot."
"What does that mean?" Jack was interested now.
"What?" the Metacrisis Doctor looked at the immortal man like he was crazy.
"You said it! What does 'Time Tots' mean?" Jack questioned.
"That is the title for Gallifreyans either at the Academy or before the Academy. After the exit the Academy, they are either known as citizens or Time Lords. It depends on their grades; if a Gallifreyan were to fail everything, they would be a normal citizen. Only Gallifreyans who pass with flying colors are known as Time Lords." John stated proudly.
"So the Doctor passed?" Mickey raised an eyebrow.
"Weren't you listening?" Donna frowned.
"The Doctor, the Master, the Rani, and seven other Gallifreyans were part of the Deca! The Deca is composed of the ten smartest tots in the Academy sorted by their grades!" the Metacrisis exploded.
"Who sorted them?" Jack expressed.
"The school administrator." Donna sighed. "All of the Time Tot's grades were sorted like they sort the grades in Japan."
"So, all of the grades were out in the open?" the immortal man checked.
"Of course!" the ginger shot up.
"That must have been so embarrassing for the one who got last..." Jack suppressed his laughter.
"What were the Doctor's, the Master's, and the Rani's places?" Mickey was interested.
John frowned. "The Rani had second, the Master third, and the Doctor fifth."
"So, ask Ushas for the most reliable answers?" he was laughing now.
"Shut up!" the Metacrisis Doctor's cheeks were burning by now. "I beat millions of other students! Including Mr. Mortimus. He was so stuck up with sixth place." he stuck out his tongue.
"You act like a child." Martha frowned. "Leave that for the actual children!"
Crash.
Bang.
Snap.
"We really should check on them," the human doctor frowned.
Then, they started hearing yelling from the changing room.
"WHAT IS THIS? THESE ARE WEIRD CLOTHES! SOL 3? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? GIVE ME GALLIFREYAN ROBES ANY DAY!" it was Koschei. Of course.
"Gallifreyan robes?" Jack covered his laugh by coughing.
"That was just the style of clothing. Did you expect every species to wear the same things as you guy? Honestly, no one else does; you are just weird." John scowled.
"But you don't run around in them!" the immortal man actually laughed this time.
"I used to," the Metacrisis was in an apparent state of nostalgia.
That was when some very frustrated humans and Gallifreyans marched in
"There were, like, no Gallifreyan robes." Koschei frowned.
"How do you people run around in these things? I couldn't even decipher which hole was for the head," Theta complained.
Ushas was perfectly fine with it. "If you guys would study once in a while, you might understand that not every species have the same clothing as us. You must except their style while being polite," she glowered over Theta, who was about two heads shorter.
"Theta, you just got locomoted!" Koschei burst out laughing.
The blond only glared at him. "It applies to you, too, Mr. I wanted Gallifreyan robes. At least I didn't attack anyone."
Koschei only rolled his eyes. "But it applied to you, too. I'm still allowed to say it even if it applies to me, too, Mr. I'm so stoic that I sometimes want to murder poor innocent Koschei."
"Sometimes you forget that my father is the head of the Gallifreyan armed forces," Theta frowned. "You would die in one second if I wanted you dead."
"Your father isn't here," Martha looked confused.
"Who said I needed my father to do it?" the blond looked confused.
"I don't think you could beat me," the dark haired male stated confidently.
"Really?" Theta looked suspicious.
"Confident." Koschei smirked.
"Okay, then," the blond shot himself at the other male.
He was pinned down instantly.
"Surrender?" Theta had a slightly sadistic look in his eyes.
"Never," Koschei was still confident he could beat the shorter boy. He was much bigger than him! Theta was a midget.
"Suits you," the blond shrugged, bringing out a revolver.
"Where did you get that?" Rose demanded. "I didn't let you go anywhere near something that could cause anyone damage."
Theta looked at her seriously, the revolver at Koschei's head. "You don't want to know."
"I like that answer. Hey, does anyone think that the Doctor keeps one there too?" Jack looked excited. He didn't know the Doctor carried guns!
"NO!" that was the answer.
"I surrender now!" the dark haired Gallifreyan surrendered.
Theta got off of him. "You're going to forget in five seconds flat."
Ushas got in between the quarrelling two. "If you fight like this constantly, you're going to hate each other in the future.
Martha and Jack looked at each other. Oh.
None of them were expecting this.
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