Donna recoiled at the sight before her eyes, and jumped back slightly. She was terrified.
'Can't I kill it, just a little bit?' she stooped down to take off her shoe, ready to squish it.
The Doctor turned to gaze at his friend, she was determined, the shoe ready in her hand.
'No'
'But why?'
'It's a king'
Donna scoffed. 'There's no such thing, they can't be kings. Sometimes I think you just make this stuff up on the spot Spaceman'
'But it is, look at its head. Get closer, it won't hurt you' Donna recoiled even more .
'No. Way. I'm not getting any closer to that thing !' she argued.
'How can I prove it to you that it is royalty if you don't get any closer?' he asked.
'I don't know, but I'm not going anywhere near it ! Work it out!' The Doctor sighed, pulled out a camera from his coat and snapped a photo. He handed it to Donna.
'See Donna, a crown. ' he said, pointing.
That's the day Donna learned royal spiders existed.
In webs on the TARDIS.