Waiting for a fish monster to come back to his lair after he was disappointedly left at the altar's about fun as pounding rice into mochi, at least Lila can eat the mochi afterwards.
Getting antsy, Catherine worried that the baron sensed the plot and went away from the loch, but Theodore assures her that the baron's on his way back to the loch.
It's familiar waters to him, he won't risk leaving it for another loch. He'll sooner fight them than leave the protection of Loch Mead.
"Curious how he got here?" Lila internally asks Theodore what he thinks and the aloof giant said that there wasn't a disturbance, so the baron didn't find his way through rifts and tears. He likely crashed landed here and had to go far as stripping his ship to nothing.
Perhaps he had a family, but the crash killed them all, this's his way of getting them back, and ruling over the humans.
"And why wouldn't Al have picked up on the ship?" Lila continued while she waited with Theodore as they're hidden away, keeping a close eye on Catherine while looking for signs of the baron.
As he's thinking, Theodore scratched the side of his face before saying that he himself's questioning the TARDIS as time went on.
Some things, Al excelled doing, but others, such as helping Theodore with the strange happenings that've bedeviled the aloof giant since it all started, it's a different story.
It's hard to say it's incompetence, but Theodore can't deny there's something wrong, and with Al's temperament, Theodore can't get a straight answer.
He doesn't doubt Al would've said something about a ship landing somewhere on this planet and the baron made his new life in Scotland, but everything else, Theodore can't be sure.
"He's old, Theo, you can't hold it against him," Lila tried telling him that Al's older than the both, even with Laney helping in fixing him up, internally, the TARDIS's older, not as apt as it once was, as it were.
Snorting, Theodore tells her, "Don't let him hear that, we'll never get home before Thanksgiving!"
Stopping himself, Theodore mentioned that he doesn't think it's age, in fact, it's almost like Al's dodging him for some odd reason.
It's baffling and worrying.
If Theodore can't trust the TARDIS, then what chances does he have elsewhere?
The Doctor must trust the TARDIS, it's quintessential!
If the Doctor cannot trust the TARDIS, then it'd surely result in terrible tidings.
It'd be akin to the head not trusting the body.
"Why would he do that?" Lila wondered why Al would dodge Theodore on helping him find answers to Stumpy, the coins, the death of the professor, everything else.
Maybe they're not detectives, but this chain of events is unusual, too unusual to be pure coincidence.
Especially, the coin Theodore fleeced from the professor going missing.
Theodore said he had it in Paul's journal and Lila trusted him not forgetting where he'd put it, the man knows where he puts all his jelly baby stashes whenever he gets a haul.
Like a squirrel and its acorn stashes, preparing for the dreary winter and dentist appointments thereafter.
"I don't know where it went, I even asked Bam Bam to track it for me, but he couldn't find it," Theodore sighs as he's unable to find the lost coin, even Bam Bam couldn't find it as he's prone to collecting loose coins from Theodore's wallet, even if he found it, he's doubtful that Al would've been helpful finding the origin of the coins.
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The Bizarre Adventures of Doctor Who
FanfictionIt's never easy stepping into the shoes of the Doctor-more when you're his son-and so, begins the tale of Theodore Levy Smith. The son of the Doctor. Or specifically, his second son. His father's the progenitor of the title and it'd seem that the ti...