The Historian

Big Brother

Bad Wolf- Part One

The Historian's head pounded hard as she fell against something in the darkness. That something was heavy and warm, but it soon fell... as did she. The pair fell out of a small cupboard.

"Oh, my God! I don't believe it! Why'd they put you in there? They never said you were coming." A woman called out as the Doctor and Historian looked up around the room.

"What happened? I was-"

"Careful now. Oh! Oh, mind yourself! Oh, that's the transmat. It scrambles your head. I was sick for days. All right? So, what're your names then, sweetheart?"

the Historian stood up and rubbed her head. "The Historian... and The Doctor, I think. I was, er. I don't know, what happened? How-"

" You got chosen."

The Doctor stared with wide eyes " Chosen for what?"

"You're a housemate. You're in the house. Isn't that brilliant?!"

The Historian looked around the room, seeing a young man with a scowl on his face glaring over at them "That's not fair. We've got eviction in five minutes! I've been here for all nine weeks, I've followed the rules, I haven't had a single warning, and then they come swanning in."

A woman nodded along to him. "If they keep changing the rules, I'm going to protest, I am. You watch me, I'm going to paint the walls."

Just then, a voice called out. "Would the Historian please come to the Diary Room."

She looked up with a frowned and turned to the Doctor who looked just as confused as she did. She stepped into the room, a pink eye stared at her near a sofa where she slowly sat herself down. "You are live on channel forty four thousand. Please do not swear." A voice announced.

"You have got to be kidding."

***** *****

The Doctor was pointed his sonic screwdriver at the wall, the Historian lounged on a sofa nearby, totally uncertain of what to do. he sighed and turned to the Historian, and Lynda, the girl who found them when they arrived. The Historian had an awful feeling she had forgotten something important... but all she could remember was that she had woken up somewhere she didnt recognise, with the Doctor.. but nothing else was very clear... she didnt even remember how they got there. " I can't open it."

"It's got a deadlock seal, ever since Big Brother five hundred and four when they all walked out. You must remember that."

The Historian looked up and saw a picture in an alcove. "What about that?" She asked

" Oh, that's exoglass. You'd need a nuclear bomb to get through."

"Dont tempt her." The doctor mutteted.

" I know you're not supposed to talk about the outside world, but you must've been watching. Do people like me? Lynda. Lynda with a Y, not Linda with an I. She got forcibly evicted because she damaged the camera. Am I popular?"

"No idea." The Historian muttered as she stood up.

" Oh, but does that mean I'm nothing? Some people get this far just because they're insignificant. Doesn't anybody notice me?"

The Doctor sighed and stood beside his wife, looking around  "No, you're, you're nice. You're sweet. Everybody thinks you're sweet."

"Oh, is that right? Is that what I am? Oh, no one's ever told me that before. Am I sweet? Really?"

" Yeah. Dead sweet."

"Thank you." Lynda grinned

"It's a wall. Isn't there supposed to be a garden out there or something?"

" Don't be daft. No one's got a garden anymore. Who's got a garden? Don't tell me you've got a garden."

Th3 Doctor shook his head. 'No, I've just got the Tardis. I remember." He looked to the Historian. "We have the Tardis."

Lynda nodded frantically. "That's the amnesia! So what happened? Where did they get you?"

The Historian frowned, trying to remember. "We went out in Cardiff, We'd just left Raxacoriofallapatorius. Then we went to Kyoto. That's right, Japan in 1336, and we only just escaped."

The Doctor nodded at her. "We were together, we were laughing, and then there was this light. This white light coming through the walls, and then. And then we woke up here."

"Yeah, that's the transmat beam. That's how they pick the housemates."

The shook his head. " Oh, Lynda with a Y. Sweet little Lynda. It's worse than that. We're not just passing travellers. No stupid little transmat gets inside my ship. That beam was fifteen million times more powerful, which means this isn't just a game. There's something else going on."

The Historian nodded and turned around, looking towards an eye on the wall. She tapped it and glared inside "Well, here's the latest update from the Big Brother house. I'm getting out, with the Doctor, we're getting our friends. Then, we're going to find you."

***** *****

" Doctor, they said all the housemates must gather on the sofa. You've got to." Lynda hissed. It hadn't taken long for whatever was running the show to call everyone together, and the doctor and Historian were still trying desperately to escape.

"I'm busy getting out, thanks." The doctor sighed to her.

" But if you don't obey, then all the housemates get punished."

"Oh hey, Doctor maybe we'll be voted out." The hiatorian grinned.

The man, Strood, scoffed. "How stupid are you? You've only just joined, you're not eligible."

Lynda huffed at them. "Don't try anything clever or we all get it in the neck."

Then, the voice boomed across the room  the same voice they had heard earlier that day. "Big Brother House this is, Davina Droid. Crosbie, Lynda and Strood, you have all been nominated for eviction. And the eighth person to be evicted from the Big Brother House is... Crosbie!"

The Historian and Doctor rolled their eyes at the group as they leant back on the sofa together.

"I'm sorry! Oh, I'm sorry! Sorry!" Lynda cried.

Strood gasped. "Oh, it should've been me. Oh, that's not fair, Crosbie love."

"Crosbie, you have ten seconds to make your farewells, and then we're going to get you."

Lynda hugged her. "I won't forget you."

"I'm sorry I stole your soap." Crosbie cried

"I don't mind, honestly."

"Thanks for the food. You're a smashing cook. Bless you." Strood sighed.

"Crosbie, please leave the Big Brother House."

"I don't believe it. Crosbie." Lynda cried as Crosbie walked into a small room

The Historian rolled her eyes at the situation and Rose an eyebrow at Lydia. "It's only a game show. She'll make a fortune on the outside. Sell her story, release a record, fitness video, all of that. she'll be laughing."

"What do you mean, on the outside?"

"Here we go." Strood shouted as they all stated to a screen, seeing crosbie on it.

The Doctor rolled his eyes. "What are they waiting for? Why don't they just let her go?"

Lynda huffed at them. "Stop it, it's not funny."

"Eviction in five, four, three, two, one." Then, a beam comes down from the ceiling and hits Crosbie. After a few moments, she vanishes in a puff of smoke.

The Historian sat there in silence as the doctor said "what was that?"

Strood sighed " Disintegrator beam."

Lynda looked down. " She's been evicted. From life."