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jazzy_daveTitle: The Doctor Goes On Holiday Part Four
Author: Davesmusictank
Fandom: Doctor Who / Buffy
Genre: SF Fantasy Crossover
Characters/Pairing: Twelfth Doctor, Clara Oswald, Giles,Buffy,Willow
Rating: PG
Word count 670
I apologize for the delay in getting this part done but lack of time has been the major problem.
A chill runs through the spine of the Doctor as he realises that he and his bunch of companions find themselves on a Dalek battlecruiser. “But where in space are we?” he mused to himself.
“Shush guys and gals ” he whispers.
Clara,Buffy,Giles and Willow cower behind him as they listen in to a metallic voiced conversation.
“Supreme Dalek , we are at the rendezvous point with The Master” intones the second in command.
“Good. The final plans are coming into fruition. The total destruction of that race called humans”.
In a hushed tone the Doctor turns to the others “Well we canna have that!”
Buffy retorts “If only I had some weapons. I guess a stake will not do for these things”
“Not one iota”
“I .. I could cast a spell.. but I will need some books first”
“And where would we get books on this ship, Willow” , declares Giles.
“Oh ..”
“..and Doctor, you left your TARDIS back on Earth” Clara reminds him.
“She can be so annoyingly right” he thinks to himself.
“Seems we are temporarily stuck then.”
“We will just have to fight our ways out” implores Buffy, “Willow, I need you to improvize”
“Sure , I got your back”
“We need a distraction,” suggests the Doctor,”I have my sonic screwdriver to create some electrical havoc”.
The Daleks seem to be in disarray, and head off to another part of the cruiser to try and determine what has happened. This gives our intrepid adventures the chance to find a way out.
“Right , we need to get to their transporter pad which will beam us back to Earth and then I need a plan. BUT RUN QUICKLY .. and FOLLOW ME!”
The Doctor rushes towards the central transporter pad whilst the others chase behind.
Buffy leaps up doing acrobatic somersaults. Willow following her with Giles , as always, behind.
He uses his screwdriver to set co-ordinates back to where the TARDIS is located. The transported pad flickers into operation, and the Doctor intones them to hurry .
Buffy clutches Willow, Clara holds onto the Doctor and Giles , wiping his glasses with a tissue, tries to balance himself on the pad.
Once all of them are on the pad a fizzy charge and strange light engulfs them . Zap! Molecules dissemble and resemble and suddenly they find themselves just outside the TARDIS.
“All in”, the Doctor announces.
“What in this old police box!”, Giles quips, “It will not fit us all in”.
Just wait and see”, declares Clara.
When they enter the old blue box, Buffy states the obvious , and with baited breath the Doctor waits for her reaction.
“It's bigger on the inside.. “
“Yes, you are not the first to say it. Dimensions and proportions and all that.”
“I am impressed “, Willow interjects.
“Okay, I managed to grab some data from the Dalek ship using the sonic device , which I upgraded to be a data reader as well. Clara, can you stick the screwdriver into that console over there. See what exactly their plans are.”
“Sure”
Okay my metallic beasties, what are you up to.”
He runs through schematics, technical data and then comes to a shuddering conclusion.
“Oh my god.. they are going to pull the Sun towards the Earth, somehow, and … oh it will burn the planet”.
“What!” , the others say in unison.
“Demon or otherwise”.. mutes Buffy.
“Does it matter!” the Doctor shouts in frustration and anger.
A deep silence falls upon them. The Doctor is mute .. as yet he has no plan.
To be continued ...
Summary : The Doctor and companions find themselves on a Dalek battle cruiser and need an escape plan.
Disclaimer(s): I do not own the Doctor or his lovely companion, nor the wonderful Buffyverse . That honor goes to the BBC and the fantastic S. Moffat, and the genius of Joss Whedon for the Buffyverse. The only thing that belongs to me is this fiction - and I am making no profit.
Previous episode here -
http://davesmusictank.livejournal.com/1625930.html
Author: Davesmusictank
Fandom: Doctor Who / Buffy
Genre: SF Fantasy Crossover
Characters/Pairing: Twelfth Doctor, Clara Oswald, Giles,Buffy,Willow
Rating: PG
Word count 670
I apologize for the delay in getting this part done but lack of time has been the major problem.
A chill runs through the spine of the Doctor as he realises that he and his bunch of companions find themselves on a Dalek battlecruiser. “But where in space are we?” he mused to himself.
“Shush guys and gals ” he whispers.
Clara,Buffy,Giles and Willow cower behind him as they listen in to a metallic voiced conversation.
“Supreme Dalek , we are at the rendezvous point with The Master” intones the second in command.
“Good. The final plans are coming into fruition. The total destruction of that race called humans”.
In a hushed tone the Doctor turns to the others “Well we canna have that!”
Buffy retorts “If only I had some weapons. I guess a stake will not do for these things”
“Not one iota”
“I .. I could cast a spell.. but I will need some books first”
“And where would we get books on this ship, Willow” , declares Giles.
“Oh ..”
“..and Doctor, you left your TARDIS back on Earth” Clara reminds him.
“She can be so annoyingly right” he thinks to himself.
“Seems we are temporarily stuck then.”
“We will just have to fight our ways out” implores Buffy, “Willow, I need you to improvize”
“Sure , I got your back”
“We need a distraction,” suggests the Doctor,”I have my sonic screwdriver to create some electrical havoc”.
Willow casts a glamour spell , and the Daleks seem not to notice the intruders.
He points the screwdriver outwards, it makes that whizzing bleeping sound, and disrupts a power conduit throwing part of the battlecruiser into darkness. “That seemed too easy” mused the Doctor.The Daleks seem to be in disarray, and head off to another part of the cruiser to try and determine what has happened. This gives our intrepid adventures the chance to find a way out.
“Right , we need to get to their transporter pad which will beam us back to Earth and then I need a plan. BUT RUN QUICKLY .. and FOLLOW ME!”
The Doctor rushes towards the central transporter pad whilst the others chase behind.
Buffy leaps up doing acrobatic somersaults. Willow following her with Giles , as always, behind.
He uses his screwdriver to set co-ordinates back to where the TARDIS is located. The transported pad flickers into operation, and the Doctor intones them to hurry .
Buffy clutches Willow, Clara holds onto the Doctor and Giles , wiping his glasses with a tissue, tries to balance himself on the pad.
Once all of them are on the pad a fizzy charge and strange light engulfs them . Zap! Molecules dissemble and resemble and suddenly they find themselves just outside the TARDIS.
“All in”, the Doctor announces.
“What in this old police box!”, Giles quips, “It will not fit us all in”.
Just wait and see”, declares Clara.
When they enter the old blue box, Buffy states the obvious , and with baited breath the Doctor waits for her reaction.
“It's bigger on the inside.. “
“Yes, you are not the first to say it. Dimensions and proportions and all that.”
“I am impressed “, Willow interjects.
“Okay, I managed to grab some data from the Dalek ship using the sonic device , which I upgraded to be a data reader as well. Clara, can you stick the screwdriver into that console over there. See what exactly their plans are.”
“Sure”
Okay my metallic beasties, what are you up to.”
He runs through schematics, technical data and then comes to a shuddering conclusion.
“Oh my god.. they are going to pull the Sun towards the Earth, somehow, and … oh it will burn the planet”.
“What!” , the others say in unison.
“Demon or otherwise”.. mutes Buffy.
“Does it matter!” the Doctor shouts in frustration and anger.
A deep silence falls upon them. The Doctor is mute .. as yet he has no plan.
To be continued ...
Summary : The Doctor and companions find themselves on a Dalek battle cruiser and need an escape plan.
Disclaimer(s): I do not own the Doctor or his lovely companion, nor the wonderful Buffyverse . That honor goes to the BBC and the fantastic S. Moffat, and the genius of Joss Whedon for the Buffyverse. The only thing that belongs to me is this fiction - and I am making no profit.
Previous episode here -
http://davesmusictank.livejournal.com/1625930.html
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