LITTLE WHOVIAN

A/N: I finally got to see the first two series of Little Britain and I love the show. It's hilarious and I suddenly got the idea to do a parody fic with DW. So apologies if you're unfamiliar with the show. These will probably be very short chapters since the skits weren't very long to begin with. But I hope you like the crossover fic. Enjoy!

Chapter One

(Tom Baker voiceover...) Britain, Britain, Britain, home of the stiff upper lip, Downton Abbey and Jedward. Where aliens visit us on a daily basis with hilarious consequences and I should know, I used to be one. So let's take an affectionate look at the lives and loves of the people of Britain.

(Tom Baker voiceover…) It's another bright sunny day on the Valiant, the Doctor and his master, the Master, are spending another day in each other's company. The Master has aged the Doctor until he's one hundred years old which reminds me of the time I became an old man and had a really good shit for the first time in years…

The Doctor sat calmly in his wheelchair inside the conference room of the Valiant, staring out the window when the Master entered the room and strolled over to him…

"Good morning, Doctor, it's a beautiful morning, isn't it?" the Master said, leaning over the chair to look at him.

"Yeah," the Doctor said impassively as he stared out the window.

"It's time to take you to the bathroom so you don't soil yourself and make a mess. That would be a right kerfuffle, wouldn't it?" the Master said to him.

"Yeah, I know," the Doctor said, still staring out the window.

"Well, you just sit right there and watch the clouds while I go tell a guard I'm going to take you to the loo. Alright?"

"Yeah."

The Master walked away from the wheelchair and walked over to a door. He opened it and stuck his head out. The Doctor glanced at him and the moment he was engaged in conversation with the guard outside the room, the Doctor leapt up from the chair and jogged around the room twice before stopping by his wheelchair, jumping up and down beside it and flipping the vees at the Master's back. Then he quickly sits back down and becomes passive again seconds before the Master sticks his head back in the room.

"Right," the Master said, grabbing the handlebars on the back of the wheelchair, "let's take you to the loo then."

The Doctor sat impassively while the Master turned the wheelchair around and wheeled him towards the lift at the back of the room.

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