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@spookyscaryskeletons: jsyk i'll nvr forgive u for this @sugrjangz
@sugrjangz: tf did i do
@THUNDERDOME: we cld be riding 2 the beach in comfort but u had to go be romantic w takeda
@sugrjangz: why ru all @ing me n not minnie
@fides1104: minnie doesnt hv a driver
@not_ur_power_bank: i dont see the issue anyway
@not_ur_power_bank: arent u all sitting at the back
@not_ur_power_bank: which is more spacious
@fides1104: its gross
@fides1104: and its like
@fides1104: not THAT spacious
@fides1104: were not sitting on each others laps but its still cramped ah
@sugrjangz: ngl i agree
@sugrjangz: whole van is gross
@sugrjangz: and crusty
@sugrjangz: ew
@spookyscaryskeletons: TRIUMPH
@sugrjangz: not that i mind being all mashed up against takeda
@THUNDERDOME: tmi
@THUNDERDOME: but its not like we can j tell them to stop n let us off
@not_ur_power_bank: i think we can
@not_ur_power_bank: this is unironically overcrowding
@not_ur_power_bank: and its only going to get more crowded
@not_ur_power_bank: if we get off theres more space for everyone
@not_ur_power_bank: prob less dangerous too
@not_ur_power_bank: people might suffocate etc
@spookyscaryskeletons: perfect argument
@spookyscaryskeletons: go get em kim
@not_ur_power_bank: what
@sugrjangz: ur closest to the front
@sugrjangz: j ask her to let us off
@sugrjangz: we can make our way ourselves
@sugrjangz: i hv bribe $
@sugrjangz: and she looks the type to take bribe $
@spookyscaryskeletons: q sure thats popsy
@THUNDERDOME: no way
@not_ur_power_bank: no ur right
@not_ur_power_bank: i just didnt point it out
@not_ur_power_bank: idw to embarrass her
@fides1104: guys this van keep s
@fides1104: mov8ng
@fides1104: i think im gna puke
@spookyscaryskeletons: GO AND DO IT @not_ur_power_bank NOW NOW NOW
@THUNDERDOME: why didnt i pack a sick bag
@not_ur_power_bank: have u considered the possibility that ur queasy bc u keep looking at ur phone
@spookyscaryskeletons: LITERALLY JUSG TELL HER FAITH IS GNA VOMIT OR IM TRASHING UR WARDROBE WEN WE GET BACK
@not_ur_power_bank: U WOULDN'T
@spookyscaryskeletons: TRY ME BITCH
Edie patted Faith’s back gingerly as she retched into the grass.
“Vomit is just weakness leaving the body,” Minnie volunteered, squinting into the distance as Hailey tapped at her phone. They were effectively stranded at a random bus stop somewhere on the way from Kyoto to Osaka, and the sun was starting to rise.
“The only thing I can feel leaving my body is my breakfast,” Faith whined, accepting a bottle of water from Max and using it to rinse the taste of half-digested food out of her mouth. “Bobby’s a bad influence on you, Minnie.”
“We should probably get out of the way,” Max mumbled, arms folded. There were other people starting to pop up, here and there, venturing towards their unofficial base, and she turned as Hailey stuffed her phone into her pocket. “ETA?”
“Fifteen minutes,” Hailey grumbled. She slid on her sunglasses. “But once he’s here, it’ll be plain sailing. We’ll be early, anyway.” She nodded at Faith. “You good?”
Faith held up a thumbs-up. The colour was returning to her cheeks.
They bought some ice-cream at a roadside booth and shared it between themselves, and were almost finished when a vehicle rolled up. It was not, however, the pink convertible that they had been expecting. Hailey tilted her sunglasses down to peek over the top as it coasted to a stop. It appeared to be a tall, blue box with a small mechanical-looking light on top and a number of opaque window-like apertures on each of its four sides. It was floating around a foot above the ground, and they could hear a distinctive wheezing, groaning noise as it hung in the air.
Edie was the first to speak. “What the heck is that?”
The door opened, and a British gentleman of advanced age peeked out, fixing them with a gimlet eye. “Need a ride?”
Faith grabbed at Minnie’s arm. “That’s the –”
“We know,” Max hissed.
Minnie, momentarily lost for words, cleared her throat. “Um, we’re waiting for someone else, actually. Where are you going, uh… Doctor… Doctor…?”
“Just the Doctor,” said the Doctor. “And I am bound for the beach, as you can well see.” He gestured down at himself, and they saw that he had swapped out his usual tweed trousers for a pair of shorts, and his Oxfords for a pair of slippers. “The raising of buried treasure is a momentous occasion. And wherever there are large crowds, there is bound to be a medical emergency in need of solving.” He fixed them with another gimlet eye. “That’s where I come in.”
The five of them looked at each other, then at Hailey, who looked at her phone, and then back at them. “… fuck it, why not.”
The Doctor’s vehicle, which resembled nothing that they had ever seen before, was larger on the inside. And he was not alone – a fact which only became apparent after they had gotten over their initial amazement.
“What are YOU doing here?” Edie demanded.
The blonde lady seated in the corner shrugged. “Do you talk to all the adults you meet that way?”
“Oh, she’s here as my assistant,” the Doctor called, emerging from the shadows, wiping his hands with a dirty rag. “Every Doctor needs a companion. Don’t you agree?”
The girls looked at each other again. Minnie changed the subject. “S-shouldn’t you be driving?”
“My TARDIS can drive itself.”
“Like most of the stuff he says, it’s a reference to a television series that stopped airing two centuries ago,” Ms Weber muttered. “The sooner you accept that, the better.”