Chapter Five - Coming, Roary?

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"And take these with you," one of the servants pleaded, laying chains of gold out on them. Prince and Abigail exchanged a look of concern.

"Have some wine!" another one pressed a glass in each of their hands.

"Enough! Enough!" Prince exclaimed, making everyone stop in their tracks. He out down the cup and began shedding layers of jewels and precious metals and silks, "Please... Just stop. We appreciate these gifts, we really do, but I would never wear any of this stuff... Nothing I have matches it."

"Agreed," Abigail followed suit.

"We are going to leave now," Prince explained, calmly, "Roary? Let's go!" They all backed into the TARDIS, slowly. Once all three were inside, Prince bolted the doors and ran to the controls. He started flipping switches and doing his thing.

"You seem a lot like The Doctor," Roary stated, "Yet... A lot more gay, I think."

"You think I'm happier then the Doctor?" Prince smirked, pulling a jammy dogger out of his pocket and stuffing it in his face.

"You keep saying this person called the Doctor," Abigail noted, "Who is The Doctor?"

"The person who's saved the world countless times over," Prince looked off into the middle distance, "I'm a big fan of his... I built this TARDIS to be more like him."

"The TARDIS has a name, you know," Abigail informed Roary, showing off her knowledge.

"Yeah... I know," Roary rolled his eyes, "Sexy..."

"What?" she blinked.

"No, no, no," Prince corrected, "That's the blue TARDIS... The red TARDIS is named Ezibel."

"Ezibel, eh?" Roary contemplated, "She come up with that name?"

"It's what her parents gave her," Prince shrugged, "She used to be a human, before she was a TARDIS... Crazy, eh?"

"That's... Interesting," Roary considered. Prince spun a dial and the TARDIS popped and settled. Hopping to the exit, Prince unlocked the door and offered it to Roary."

"Hello, Sweetie," I read the cliff as I stepped out of the police box, "Uhg... Honestly, River... Stop grafting everything."

"Well... I guess I'll see you in the future, Prince," Roary saluted.

"Later, Roary... Keep the raggedy old Doctor safe, won't-cha? And, while you're at it, keep an eye on Ricer Song and Amelia, too... Good-bye, Roary!" With that, Prince pushed him out and closed and locked the door behind him. He rushed to the controls as fast as he could. As soon as they were off on their way, he smiled down at his companion, but the smile quickly vanished when he saw a small child hiding his face in her jacket and peering at him through the corner of his eye.

"Oh... Come on," Prince grumbled, "I... THIS ISN'T FAIR!"

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