Chaotic Characters Unite!

Let's Run Away Together

Gabe POV

I was wrecking havoc, as usual. Just a little farther from home, this time. Somewhere in London, I know that. I'm just eating at a sandwhich shop near the police station, well Scotland Yard here. Isn't that weird? I'm in Britain, but it's the Scotland Yard. Anyway, I'm eating a sandwhich as I wait for the the next cop to come out of the building. I set up a confetti exploding thing on the door and I can't wait to see how they react. 

I'm just walking out of the shop as I see someone walk out. He already looks done with everything, so I don't think I really helped, but I can't stop myself from laughing. I'm one of the only people who really noticed, and the cop (I'm assuming that's what he is) starts walking towards me. I panic for a second, but try to stay calm and smile as he gets closer. 

"Aren't you a little old to be pranking authority?" he asks, a thick country accent slipping through. 

I'm going to regret this. I look around, then ask, "What authority?" 

I see his face get red and he lunges towards me and I start running. I know that I have to find a place to hide, so I obviously do the dumbest thing and run into a nearby alleyway. I almost slam right into a police box, so I run inside of it and lay against its wall. Wait, wall? This is way bigger than any police box I've ever seen. I open the door and yelp as the cop guy runs in and tackles me. 

"Well, well, well. Who are you boys? Here to, uh, what do they call it now? Get it on?" a man with a posh accent and spiky hair asked. 

The man on top of me blushed and scrambled to his feet. "It's not anything like that. He's not my type anyways," he said, scowling at me. 

"Oh, yeah. Your type is probably some well dressed, business person who always follows the rules," I say and smirk as I see him blush. "Thinking of someone in particular?" I taunt and he glares and swings at me, but I duck. "Alright, alright, I'll stop. Who are you?" I ask the other guy.

"I am The Doctor," he says. 

"Um, I don't think that's the name your parents gave you. Do you have a first name?" I asked.

"So what if that's not what my parents named me, it's what a go by. So, just Doctor to you," he said, waving his hands around for emphasis.

"Ooo, if we get to go by our chosen names, I'm the Trickster," I said.

The cop guy rolled his eyes and said, "Fine, if you want introductions, I'm Detective Inspector Lestrade."

"That doesn't sound like a first name," The Doctor teased.

Lestrade rolled his eyes. "My first name is Greg."

I smiled as I got him to open up a little bit, but jolt as the ground seems to shift beneath us. I grab on something by me, it looks like a pipe or really thick electrical wires. I watch as The Doctor runs up to what I assume are the controls as he mutters, "Nonononono." 

I hear a weird whooshing noise and feel the box (I'm assuming it's the box now) start shaking even more. "What's going on?" I call out.

The Doctor looks at me with panic in his eyes. "We're getting thrown through time and space."

------------------------------------------------------Author's Note--------------------------------------------------------

Hi! My name is Lexi and I'm the crazy writer behind this. If you have any suggestions, I'm open to it! 

Question of the day: Who is your favourite superhero?

My answer: Definitely Loki!