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Missy grinned. "Well, that was certainly entertaining to watch." she said.
Missy grinned. "Well, that was certainly entertaining to watch." she said.
(Whhat should we do next to advance the plot?)
(um maybe something is malfunctioning with the tardis and they have to stay to get it fixed?)
(Well, I have a few ideas as well if you want to hear them…..)
(yeah definitely)
(Okay, so remember Dream Lord? I kinda want to add to that story arc since it was left on a cliffhanger. So the entire Earth falls asleep except for our characters, and we can add more to the plot from there.)
(yeah I kind of remember with amy (the most wonderful woman in the world) and Rory right?)
(Yup! That's the one!)
(Ok great! Can you start it so I don't mess up anything?)
(Sure!)
Suddenly, the world went quiet. A purple haze fell over the world. All you could hear was silence. The sound of silence. A shimmering pollen covered the ground. "Clara, stay in the TARDIS." the Doctor said. "I have good reason to believe we are all in very great danger." his voice was quiet, but his tone was dangerous.
Peter frowned, still hanging from his web attached to the balcony. He decided it would be best to stay put.
"Doctor, I swear to any and every living or dead deity, if you intend to do anything stupid that might kill us or yourself…." Missy began.
"Hey so i'm just gonna assume you did this! I think i'll just stay put if that's okay!" Peter yelled down at the TARDIS, slowly spinning in circles as he hung.
"It's the kid again. Lovely." the Doctor muttered. "No, we didn't do this!" he shouted.
"Well!" Peter paused, thinking. "That's not good!"
(Gtg, brb)
(oki doki)
(Back!)
"Well, what caused it do you think?" Clara asked.
Peter swung slowly, not saying a word, listening to Clara and the Doctor.
"Right. Pollen everywhere, and everyone is asleep bar the four of us. So, what can we conclude from this?" the Doctor asked.
"Some CrAZy shit is going on!" Peter yelled, not being very helpful.
"Don't swear. Come on, it's obvious!" the Doctor said.
"No. No it's not." Peter muttered.
"Psychic pollen! Dream pollen, if you will. But a different breed of it. It doesn't feed on the darkness in you, it feeds on the energy created by the dreams. Far more dangerous." he said. "It's obvious!"
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