Breathing heavily, wide eyes stared at the door in front of them, eyes darting
toward the Doctor in annoyance. ❝ So do YOU! ❞ Rory spat out nervously,
licking his lips and inhaling. So he didn’t have a plan. Wonderful. And was now
relying on him for one? Good. Great.
❝ We could--surrender? Surrendering is always safe. ❞ He chuckled on edge,
anger growing. ❝ It’s not like they’ll eat us if they don’t like us...right? ❞
His brows knitted together, hope quickly dying. The door suddenly made
noises like it was unlocking, an alarmed Rory staggering a few steps backward
as the light opened up and the scene before them played out.
Rory’s face twisting in disgust for a brief moment. Before him sat
about thirty slimey bug eyed blue alien children, each of their eyes blinking
one at a time, rows of untamed teeth poking out of their mouths.
❝ H-Happy Birthday, X-xarlor Grinot Petti-Pop Billy the Third
....Prince of---of--of--Sheed! ❞ Waving his hands before bending down
before the small child, giving a ‘bloop’ noise and tucking his thumb under
his pointer finger. ❝ Got your nose---! ...if you....had one...❞ Xarlor blinked
one eye at a time, the nose slits in his face giving a harsh exhale.
❝ We’re dead, we’re SO dead. ❞ Rory spun around and whispered
frantically to the Doctor. ❝ They’re going to devour us. Like piranhas! ❞
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