Doctor Who and the Disgruntled Postal Worker

[Aldebaran]

[scene begins with the Doctor running down the streets of London not looking where he is going]

Doctor: Gotta get to the TARDIS! Gotta get to the TARDIS! Gotta get to the TARDIS! Gotta get to the TARDIS!

[doctor opens the door to an ordinary red phone booth, goes inside and shuts the door]

Doctor: (realizing something) Hang on... what's this?...oh. Bugger.

[Doctor exits the red phone booth and enters the TARDIS right next to it]

Doctor: That's better! Now then... (walks up to controls and starts pressing buttons)

[Pop up window appears on his screen]

Doctor: Bloody little... (closes window)

[pop up window appears on his screen]

Doctor: (closes window)

[pop up window appears on his screen]

Doctor: Come on, now! (closes window)

[pop up window appears on his screen]

Doctor: Oh for the love of... what is it? (begins reading out loud) "System cannot respond. Error 3090771, code 45. See system preferences for further options. (squints) Bugger. (Opens system preferences)

[another pop up window appears]

Doctor: (reading out loud) Error 3090771... Disgruntled mail carrier has hacked into your TARDIS... WHAT? (bangs fists on monitor) BLOODY HELL!

[Doctor exits TARDIS]

Doctor: Disgruntled mail carrier? As far as I know, the mail carriers have always been a loving and peaceful sort... provided civilians keep their dogs under control, of course. Dogs... dogs... [eyes widen] THAT'S IT!

[scene jumps to back alley dump. The Doctor walks into the alley and begins looking among the dumpsters]

Doctor: I know he's in here somewhere... (shines sonic screwdriver light around and into the dumpsters) Helooooooooo?! Anybody in here?

[Trash can lid clatters to ground and rolls toward the Doctor. It hits his ankle]

Doctor: (spins around) Who's there?!

K9: Doctor... is that you?

Doctor: Awww! K9! I haven't seen you in years! (sniffs him, makes a face) Why are you wandering about in this dump? You're a perfectly well-built artificial intelligence unit.

K9: You put me here.

Doctor: What?

K9: Remember? You dumped me here for pretty female companions.

Doctor: Oh...

K9: It hurt my artificial emotions, Doctor. I'm not sure if I'm ready to forgive such a-

Doctor: That's nice. Listen, there's something I need you to do for me.

K9: (sighs)

[magnusgreel]

It seems unfinished, somehow.

[Aldebaran]

It is unfinished. P

[magnusgreel]

Oct 2, 2008 22:36:48 GMT Aldebaran said:

It is unfinished. P

That's probably the reason then.

[angeleyes87]

Ahh, poor K9.

[primsong]

So where is the postal worker? Hee... somehow I like the idea of the TARDIS system being plagued with pop-ups. Just don't let the Doctor be tricked into sending money to exiled Nigerian royalty. ;-)