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Night settled over Barcelona like a quenched fire. The dogs with no nose eventually dared to come out of their hiding spaces, and the companions were not ready.
"John! You should totally try this!" Rose squealed asshe dragged him to the Barcelona equivalent of a Ferris Wheel.
"We came here for a reason!" John whined.
"But that doesn't mean we have to do it immediately. You've got a bloody time machine." the pink and yellow human then continued to drag him all the way onto the wheel.
Back on the ground, the only one who had noticed the dogs had come out was Sarah.
"Guys," she tried to get Martha's attention.
"Yes?" the human doctor turned to face her.
"The dogs are out."
"Brilliant! Let's go get some of their hair." Martha turned to collect some from a passing dog.
"Martha, you heard what John said...it could be dangerous." Mickey protested.
"It'll probably be fine..."
She went back to the task at hand. The dog she was after was roan with black and ginger fur covering it. It indeed didn't have a nose, which Koschei and Theta were sure to have a good laugh about later, and Martha could faintly see the outline of rows upon rows of sharp dog teeth. Yikes.
"Maybe we should wait for John." Martha didn't know what this dog would do if she sampled some of his fur.
"What have I been trying to tell you!" Mickey sounded frustrated.
"That I should wait for John?"
"Yes!"
The Ferris Wheel like thing suddenly landed, John dragging Rose this time out, as if to escape the fate of another ride.
"That was fun!" Rose laughed.
"Guys! The dogs are out!" Martha called out to them.
"Brilliant!" John continued to be the one dragging over to his other companions.
"I was going to get some of their hair..." the human doctor started.
"...But I told her that it could be dangerous." Mickey finished.
"Well done, Mickey Mouse." that could only be one person.
"What do you mean, Captain Cheesecake?"
"These dogs would try to maul her immediately. Just look at their teeth and claws."
Martha had seen the teeth before, which frankly scared her to death. Even her travels with the Doctor could not prepare her for a dog with shark-like rows of teeth. She had ignored the claws, though, and she was glad she did. Looking at it now, the dog had claws sticking far out of its paw.
"Some sort of genetic mutation?" Rose guessed.
"Yup!" John approved. "Epidemic viruses mixed with the dust of natural disasters and wars does not mean happy play time. It means that." the Metacrisis finished.
"How do we get its hair off of it?" Sarah asked.
"It's a her!"
"Right, her," she corrected.
"Very, very carefully." John stated.
Yup, real confidence booster there. The companions approached a sleeping dog on the side of the rode, this one of a clear golden color, and John took out a sedative that he happened to find in his never-ending pockets. They were very careful of course, those claws and teeth did look intimidating.
"Where did you have that?" Donna arched her eyebrow.
"In my pocket." John stated like it was obvious.
"Of course."
They closed in on the asleep dog, but no one noticed that her eyes were slightly cracked open, her pupils dialated and following their every movement.
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