The Thirteenth Doctor Script by: Dylan Sutcliff Art by: Dane Georges
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Remain seated until you are excused.
For Wednesday read the first 28 chapters of Ezekiel and expect a test.
Remember, this class is required for graduation. Do not underestimate this test. Pick up last weeks graded quizzes on the way out.
You’re dismissed.
Now, Miss Mills… Here is your last quiz, as you’ll see you received a B, which we both know is unacceptable.
Yes Professor. Sorry Professor. Except Miss Mills, if you could please stay for a moment.
Your scholarship to this Academy is contingent upon your marks. I don’t need to bother the Headmaster with this matter, do I?
No--
Miss Mills. Please control yourself.
You are not like your classmates…
You will do well to remember that.
Hey orphan! How does the Professor’s arse taste?
Maybe Professor Kimaris threw her a Quid so she can buy some new socks.
I heard she doesn’t even have a scholarship. She pays another way.
I don’t know what-I can’t! I can’t!
help
AH!
Who are you? Are you a bad guy?
Are those tears? Are you okay? Sorry if I frightened you.
ER--
OH NO! I didn’t land on your cat did I?
Well, mystery solved then! Glad I could be of service! This was nice.
Wait! How did you do that? All of that-er-stuff?
That? It’s the TARDIS, time machine and all that, boring stuff really.
The real question is, what
do you have there?
I...
The TARDIS has been shotty lately, I wouldn’t forgive myself if it flattened somthing
No, no! It’s okay, I don’t have a cat.
Nothing! Just some, uh, medicine. Oh no no no! This isn’t right at all! Where did you get these? Nicked ‘em.
You don’t say?
I know that look. I’ve seen that look on a thousand different faces-- some very different.
Hand it over and let me have a looksy.
Didn’t know I was attending a Pharm Party today! You really should mention it on the invitation next time. It’s common courtesy, you know?
Bottoms up!
No! You can’t!
No, you can’t. That’s the thing about you Humans, you’re fragile. You can split the atom, you can write The Odyssey a thousand different ways and a load of them are brilliant--but when it comes down to it, all you need is one tiny thing...
Say, a chemical, or particularly fast piece of metal…
Or one, just one, small sliver of hopelessness. Then there’s me.
I’m that miracle you always hoped for against overwhelming doubt. Even when things are at their very worst and every single thing around you is decimated, there’s me, standing there with--
OOF! This is a spicy one!
Oh my God!
Don’t worry, I can handle it. Here it comes!
Oh! disgusting…
Exactly.
I just saved your life! You’re welcome Miss…
Angela! No “Miss” please… The Doctor! It’s a pleasure to meet you Angela.
Thank you! What’s your name?
Doctor? Doctor who? You can’t be older than 13!
Just The Doctor. And I’m older on the inside.
Well, “The Doctor,” thank you for saving my life.
Do you have a girlfriend, Doctor?
Say…
Girlfriend? Blech.