Mini Ep. 5: Colourless Colour

“Here we are!” the Doctor cried, waving his arms as he stepped out of the TARDIS.
“And where is here?” Georgia asked, following him.
“And why are we here?” Conner asked, following her.
“It’s the year 2099,” the Doctor said happily.
“What happens then? Now, I mean,” Georgia corrected herself.
“No idea! Isn’t that brilliant? Ha!” the Doctor grinned.

He walked off down the empty street. Georgia and Conner jogged to catch up.

“Isn’t it a bit empty?” Conner asked.
“What if it’s bank holiday?” Georgia pointed out.
“Shops are still open on bank holidays,” Conner reminded her. “I always go to town on bank holiday.”
“Well maybe there’s a really popular library?” Georgia suggested. “That’s why we can’t hear anything.”
“No,” the Doctor said. “I think it’s something worse than that.”

He walked up to a house and rapped on the door. A red haired woman opened it.

“Go away!” she barked.
“Sorry, I just wondered if…” the Doctor began.
“Mummy the man won’t leave me alone!” the woman cried.
“Don’t kid yourself, you aren’t that young,” Georgia said.

What was intended as a bitchy remark made the woman cry. But she didn’t cry like any normal middle aged woman; she cried like a baby.

“Okay…” the Doctor said, shutting the door in her face.
“What’s going on here?” Georgia asked.

The Doctor knocked on the next door down. A balding man answered it. Georgia again insulted him on his hair loss, and he began to cry in the same manner as the woman.

“Georgia,” Conner said. “You’re such a bitch.”
“I know,” Georgia smiled happily back.

The Doctor ran over to a drinking fountain.

“Blimey that’s a bit old school,” Conner noticed.
“It’s called retro Conner,” the Doctor said in an exasperated tone. “Don’t they teach you anything at school?”
“Alright…” Conner said, stepping back in a mock scared fashion.
“Anyway, I’ve found the problem,” the Doctor said. “It’s the water. It contains hydroxylax. It’s a regressant. But it’s colourless. No wonder the locals didn’t see it. It’s colourless colour.”
“Huh?” Georgia muttered.
“It regresses adults back into children, mentally,” the Doctor said. “It’s funny, but there was a case of stupidity in 2099…”
“Yeah, it’s called Big Brother,” Georgia laughed. “We have it at home.”
“Do they still have Big Brother now?” Conner wondered. “I preferred the one where they all turned into zombies.”
“Must’ve missed that one,” the Doctor sighed. “And yes, all the way up to 200,100.”
“So how do we fix it?” Georgia asked.
“Simple,” the Doctor said. “I just need a catalyst to revert the water back to normal. I’ll just pop into the TARDIS and fetch it.”

And he ran off. Georgia and Conner were left standing beside the water fountain. Suddenly there was a bang as every door in the street was blown open. The street was filled with a mob of locals.

“I guess they don’t want to grow up,” Georgia said.
“I think the water is like a drug for them,” Conner said. “They don’t want to live without it.”
“Hadn’t we better run?” Georgia asked.
“I’ve got a better idea,” Conner said. “DOCTOR!”

A few feet away, the Doctor poked his head out of the TARDIS.

“Stuff ‘em!” Conner cried. “Let’s go!”

The Doctor surveyed the surrounding mob, and sighed. People didn’t seem to realise when he was helping them.

“Righto!” the Doctor nodded, ducking back inside the TARDIS.
“And you say I’m a bitch,” Georgia mused.

Conner and Georgia grinned, and they ran hand-in-hand back to the TARDIS.

The end