"Wait..." Sandy said in shock, "Why would you accuse me of being something other than a human?"
"Practice." The Doctor replied, "Firstly, when I shook your hand, you were stronger than even the strongest handshakes I've been given by humans. Secondly, when I landed on your shoulder, it felt like I was landing on actual stone that was thinly padded. I know what landing on large hard muscle tissue is like, and that wasn't it. Lastly, when I picked you up, you were heavy. Heavier than someone of your frame would be if you were human." The Doctor smirked. "How's Prague doing?"
"Well, I haven't been to that city in my li-"
"Not the city. The planet."
Sandy began to grow angry at the Doctor. "How did you know?"
"Again, I'm older than I look. Wayolder. And this isn't my first body."
"Time Lord!" Sandy's outer skin faded away, revealing a humanoid made out of sandstone. "What are you doing here on this planet?"
"I'm just here to raise money for charity. I just want to do some good since I feel like this is my second home."
"So you don't live on Gallifrey anymore?"
"You've not heard? It's been an orphan planet for a while now." A thought crossed the Doctor's mind. "Unless you're an outcast."
Sandy saddened a bit. "My real name is Sandastro. I ended up here to get away from my people, who want me dead." Sandy smiled out of her left side, showing some of her teeth being chipped. "They hate imperfections, and my carver made that mistake, so I am to be reduced to rubble."
"Being sentenced to death just because some of your teeth are chipped. How obscene."
Sandastro made her own skin come back. "Well, at least this place has been treating me well. That, and nobody's been out to find me yet. When the match comes, I'll try my best to be less heavy for you to pick me up."
"You're literally made of stone. Relatively light stone, but still stone."
"Sorry, Krampus. Can't help it."
The Doctor and Sandastro had a good laugh afterwards. "Want to come to my TARDIS?"
"No thank you. I probably wouldn't fit."
"You would, but understandable. I'm going there to work on my costume. See you soon."
"See you."
The Doctor got back into the TARDIS and got to working on her wrestling gear. She found a pair of black wrestling boots and covered all of them in fake brown fur. She found a copy of the leather singlet that Leela, one of her past companions, wore previously. To her surprise, it fit her. "Thanks, Leela." she said before going off to make some horns out of birchwood and a cake similar to Santa's robes. She finally changed into her wrestling gear and looked at herself in the mirror. "Perfect."
It was now the evening, and everybody was going into the Point to see Slamming for Santa, including the Burgess family, who had the honour of sitting in the front row. "Alright," Jessica, the daughter, said, "this should be fun."
"I thought you weren't fussed on wrestling." Phineas, her brother, replied.
"You're right. I'm not. Not usually, anyways. For my brother, I thought that tickets to a wrestling show would be a great gift."
"Let's hope it's worth it." Josephine, the mother, ended.
Meanwhile backstage, about halfway through the show, the Doctor had changed into her Krampus gimmick and was making herself more demonic with face paint and makeup. "Holy crap!" Sandy said as she saw the Doctor, "Your gear is pretty damn solid."
"Thank you." the Doctor replied, "I thought it would be a good idea to make the costume realise the look of the demon I'm playing."
"For someone who doesn't seem to wrestle much, you're quite dedicated."
"Because I love professional wrestling. The technicality and athletics of sport combined with the stories and pageantry of theatre, and despite the fact that I'm not the biggest sports fan, I don't mind a bit of activity from time to time. Now," The Doctor put on her robe. "I have a promo to cut."
When the Doctor's entrance began and she came out, Jessica recognised the frame, hair, and eyes from where she was sitting. "Doctor?" she said in shock.
"That's the Doctor you were talking about?" Phineas replied, "She's hot!"
"And very old."
"Oh. I see she's aged very well then."
"Phineas!" Josephine said as she smacked her son, "Can you keep your emotions in check for one moment?"
"Alright. Sorry, mum."
The Doctor got a microphone from the timekeeper's desk and got in the ring to begin her promo. "Ah, I see that this place has been filled with those who wish to see Saint Nicholas come here and bring joy to you all. Unfortunately for all of you sheep, he's been dead for nearly two thousand years, and shoulder alert for you all: he never came back from the dead!" The crowd went into a massive chorus of angry booing. "Jeer at me all you want, but the fact still remains. Yet while he died, I lived, going into your houses and harshly punishing the ill-trained with birchwood canes, and I will be more active this year because instead of teaching your children how to be well-behaved and kind to one another, you taught them hatred, egotism, and ignorance!"
The Doctor was beginning to feel suspicious: Sandy was supposed to come out to interrupt her promo, but she didn't appear. The Doctor had to stall until Sandy finally came out of the backstage area. "As for individual sinners, I can see there are particularly rotten people here. You!" She pointed to noted wrestling journalist Elijah Niemar. "Your intentional stirring of the pot had caused irreparable damage to the wrestling community as a whole, and then you have the nerve to complain about people whose mentality you helped to foster. You!" She pointed to George Traction, a famous millionaire musician. "Your acts of philanthropy are as hollow as the first you play your amateurish cacophony on. If you really cared about the youth, may I ask what your friendship with Epstein was like?" Traction stormed out in fury.
"And you!" She pointed at none other than Jessica Burgess, who travelled with the Doctor. "You proclaimed that you were talented at computer work, and that you choose in your free time." The Doctor leaned on the set of ropes facing Jessica. "If so, why did you end up in a dead-end job, working at a corner shop that's now in ruins? If what you said was true, you shouldn't be in a village like Grindon. You should be in a bustling city like London, working at a big time technology company. I know what sin you are committing: sloth. You don't want to go to the big cities because there would be way too much effort in doing so. Pathetic."
"Wow." Josephine said, "What an absolute arse."
"No, mother, she's right." Jessica replied forlornly, "I need to sort my crap out. I need to go to the toilet." Jessica got up to leave.
"Now I know that there was somebody coming here to fight me, but she seems to have pissed off back ho-" The Doctor was interrupted by a loud crash that occurred roughly at the backstage area, with Sandy wrestling a humanoid that looks like it was made from obsidian. Sandy managed to smash is head, killing it. The Doctor recognised what was happening: the Prahaites had arrived.