Chibs

Chapter 5

As you all finished your meals, you got up and all huddled in the TARDIS. Mishamigo was back on his phone and as the TARDIS took off into flight, obviously the WiFi stopped working. "Why is there no WIFI?!?!!!" mishamigo shouted, angy.

"Fam we're literally in Space there's no service." Capaldi said.

"Daddy needs his Twitter....." he threatened Capaldi, starting to glow white light a little.

"DUDE CAS, calmmm down, it's just Twitter bro." Dean said, trying to level with him.

"J....just....just Twitter....?!" Mishamigo exclaimed in horror. Suddenly, his bright light started to explode everywhere, his angel signals bouncing across the universe.

You stood there, watching a man blow up from light because Twitter wasn't working. Well. You didn't expect that when you woke up this morning fam. 

It was as if he was sending a homing signal to someone, something.........

The signals of light beamed everywhere. The light eventually faded, after a loud beeping noise started to flash red on the console. It was the TARDIS radar. Something was outside the TARDIS......

Ten inch opened the TARDIS door, ground outside.  The Fam all walked outside.

It smelled like....haggis...and ... bagpipes.....

Was this...Scotland?!?!?!

Mr Maddens, from Hollywood, spotted a sign saying 'Bathgate 1 mile'.

IT WAS SCOTLAND!!!!!!

You and the fam walked for the mile, eventually reaching Bathgate, The sacred birthplace of David Ten Inch.

You noticed something off, almost looking...holy and shiny and...the clouds were sparkly and hovering around near the floor.

A man approached your fam, asking for names. Capaldi and ten inch both pulled out their psychic paper, giving credentials that said,

'Dumbedore's army.'

The man let you right through, leading you into a big building in the centre of town. It looked like a government building of some sort, but also religious like.......

You all entered a room, it looked like a waiting room. There were a few other people in there, waiting for....well....you didn't know exactly.

You all sat down on the voluptuous, comfy, fainting couches.

A man was stood, questioning people before they entered what looked like the main room, where you were going. The man was wearing a white, beigey like coat with blondes white curls and had the face of an adorable dilf. He gave off voluptuous, ineffable gay energy. He walked over to your fam, with his little clipboard and asked what your "purpose here" was.

Capaldi stood up, his sunglasses sliding slightly down his face slightly, revealing grandaddys eyebrows again. He pulled his psychic paper out of his blazer, showing it to the man.

"If you'll follow me fam, I'm Michael Sheen, I'll be your guide for today." He Said with his gay, ineffable grin.

You all followed the man into the room, seeing a big meeting table with lots of people sitting at it. You all stood at the end of the table.

"Dumbedore's army, fam." Michaeyel sheyeen said, bowing his head.

A man at the other  head of the table stood up, he was absolutely voluptuousnessney fit as f*****k.

"OH. MY . GOD." You thought, recognising the man. Of course, there was always 3 main writers of new who...... the saint....the man....the gay.......the wise lord and holy one of all the gays and gals in the voluptuous universe,