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A Doctor Who fanfiction, Basically a retold version of “Human Nature/The Family Of Blood”, Also a crossover with KikoRiki

Name of this story: Doctor Who: Human Nature (feat. KikoRiki)

Main characters: The 10th Doctor, Martha Jones

Once upon a time, there was a ram named Wally, who was adventuring through a rumoured haunted house near Cambridgeshire

Wally figured that there was no such thing as ghosts, and so was content to push through the haunted house. A man shot him in the side. He screamed in agony and ran away, leaving a trail of blood and screams behind him. He eventually fainted. The man dissapeared, he was part of a crime family known as the Family of Blood

The Family of Blood were after the Doctor’s essence to stay alive

Meanwhile,

“Martha, you trust me don’t you” “This watch is me” “I’m gonna become human” were words uttered by the elusive Time Lord, the Doctor, who was about to use the Chameleon Arch to rewrite his biology, changing a Time Lord into a human.

His faithful companion , Martha Jones, could not believe her eyes as the Doctor screamed in pain as he became human, He became a human named John Smith. The TARDIS landed in a cottage near St. Albans, Hertfordshire ,where Smith was going on a excursion to a haunted house.

John Smith spoke to Joan, a maid that “I’ve been having these weird dreams, I have 2 hearts and I am a Time Lord. They say that I’m a man known as the Doctor” Joan uses a stethoscope and confirms “You only have one heart and one soul”.

John Smith kept his dreams in a journal called “The Journal of Impossible Things” Here he writes his past incarnations, the Daleks, the Cybermen and the Tardis.

The excursion began, When they got there John Smith was talking to Joan about his dreams, Meanwhile, Martha spotted a trail of blood, when she followed it, what she saw was disheartening, apuddle of blood spreading in stripes across the stone floor in different directions. Martha walked forward to understand what was happening. In the very center of this puddle lay Wally. True, Martha did not know what kind of purple fluffy round thing with twisted horns and small hooves was, but realizing that it was from this body that blood was flowing, She sent John and Joan to see it. And of course they soon came running. But the picture they saw scared them.

“What happened, Martha?” - John Smith stopped and exclaimed at the same time, looking intently at what was lying on the floor.

“There’s some kind of furball lying around in the blood, we should help him,” Martha muttered.

Barash’s body was picked up by levitation and carried somewhere, and Harry went to his room - to sleep.

All the KikoRiki sat down near Wally’s bed.
Dokko the Moose, Chiko the Hedgehog and Rosa the Pig were sobbing. Barry the Bwar snorted loudly, blowing his nose into his handkerchief, as a nurse approached them.

“I don’t know how to treat him,” the woman muttered sadly.

- He will die? - Rosa screamed, throwing her eyes up.

— Yes.

Rosa began to cry harder, almost sobbing, but she tried to calm down.

- Inhale-exhale-inhale-exhale-inhale - Rosa died on from her last exhale, she died from shock.

Suddenly John Smith entered the room.

- Since they died, they must be buried. Joan!

- Yes,

- Order a coffin, we will have a funeral.

“It will be done, Mr. Smith.”

The rest of the KikoRiki dispersed, waiting for the funeral to begin…

The funeral was quiet and took place in secret. Rosa and Wally were buried in a common coffin.

Olga the Owl wiped her tears with a handkerchief. Barry hugged her. Everyone was sad.

They had just lost 2 of their best friends.

Oh, you could see that Rosa was crying just before she died… she really loved Wally very much…

Later that night, the KikoRiki chose to stay at the cemetary, waiting until it was time to leave,

Meanwhile, Martha went to the TARDIS as John had fallen in love with Joan, She played a video where the Doctor says “Here’s a list of instructions for when I’m human, Number 1 if they find us, you know what to do, Open the watch, I’ve put a perception filter on it so the human me won’t think anything of it, to him it’s just a fob watch, so he won’t understand its significance, Open the watch and all the time lord essence will come out, But dont open it unless you have to, because then the Family of Blood will be able to find me. Number 2, don’t let me abandon you, Number 3” Martha skipped through the video trying to find out what to do if the Doctor falls in love with a human, there was nothing"

Back at the cottage, everyone was singing a memorial hymn for Wally and Rosa.

- We’re gonna miss you, friends…

They were talking about their favourite memories with them, John Smith was talking to Joan “It’s amazing how these colorful animals act like humans, It’s almost as if they are magical”, Joan then said “John Smith, I love you”, They hugged, much to Martha’s dismay, because now John would never want to go back to being the Doctor…, The music began to play “Fairytale of New York”, as they began thinking about Christmas and how they would have loved to spend it with Wally and Rosa.

A blue rabbit, Krash found the fob watch, He briefly opened it and saw flashes of the life of The Doctor, He saw the 9th doctor running to save Rose from the Annedroid, the 10th doctor losing Rose to the alternate universe, the 1st doctor meeting the Daleks, even 7th regenerating into 8th, He quickly closed it with his left paw, This alerted the Family, and they appeared, Son of Mine, Mother of Mine, Father of Mine and Daughter of Mine, they had came to hunt him down…

Meanwhile, everyone else was crying in their hotel rooms, Krash went to see Olga who was crying at a photo of Rosa, She showed him the photo, and he showed Olga the watch, Meanwhile, the Family had begun a attack and they grabbed Martha and Joan. They began saying “Change Back, You’ve turned human” John Smith said “I was born human like the rest of you”, Then a gun was pointed at Joan and Martha “Which is going to die, Your friend?or your lover, Your choice”. Just then, they were grabbed and saved by a blue paw, it was Krash, who ran them to safety and said “Those things, they want you, They say you’re a hero, I gotta go see Chiko” He runs away, Meanwhile, they see the Tardis, John Smith says “I’ve never seen that before in my life”

Later, a person was going to the library with the invisibility cloak, He saw Chiko crying, He was still mourning the deaths of Wally and Rosa, and Chiko didn’t understand why they had to go to the funeral…

Barry was going to the Herbology block, to study more.

Olga said that untill further notice, the KikoRiki will not be returning to their valley but will temporarily stay at the cottage, I continued to find evidence about the prophecy, when I heard strange noises

I left the library. The invisibility cloak I begged for important matters really helped me stay there until very late. To my surprise, I did not see the, the others walking at night. I walked along the corridors, where there was complete silence, and went out into the street.

Inhaling the wet night air from the recent rain and enjoying the silence, I, I don’t know how, wandered into the cemetery.

Suddenly I heard a creak, which seemed very loud in the silence. Walking forward, I saw a magician sitting near a hole that he seemed to have dug himself. He pulled out the coffin from there and took off the lid. Grinning strangely, a magician took Rosa and Wally out of the coffin, which Harry told me about. The old man put the pig in a sack and threw it over his shoulder, and he pressed the ram to his body and adjusted his cloak so that Wally was not visible from under his clothes.

Having buried the empty coffin again, Fthe magician went back to the building l. I barely managed to hide behind one of the tombstones. And when he left, I rushed towards the cottage to tell someone about what I had seen.

I took off the cloak revealing myself as Krash, I ran back and saw people were getting shot by the Family, I had the watch, I had to give it to John so he could become the Doctor and save us all. I ran as fast as I could but I tripped and fell into a gooey, bubbling cauldron, I was being sucked underneath it, I struggled to free myself, As I sank I let out gurgled screams for help, Eventually my feet sank under and I had submerged completely, I still hope someone can save me before it’s too late

Meanwhile the Family had formed an army, and Martha had found the watch falling down the stairs after Krash the Rabbit had fell into the cauldron, She grabbed it and went to John Smith, begging him to become the Doctor “We need the Doctor, People are dying” He said “I’m John Smith, That’s all I wanna be, just John Smith, Isn’t he a good man” And she said “Yes, Yes, but we need the Doctor”

Joan was also convincing the Doctor to return, Meanwhile, the Magician was taking the corpses of Wally and Rosa, and planning to use his magic on them, The Doctor put his hand on the watch and has a vision of what his life with Joan could be like, getting married, having children, growing old together. He isn’t ready to give this up, But when the Magician blasts his magic. a miracle happens, but will they be enough to convince the Doctor to return?

As the chaos spread through the cottage, the KikoRiki faced the unthinkable. Two of their own were stolen by a shadowy figure, a magician whose intention remained cloaked in mystery.

John Smith stood, tormented, the fob watch’s weight heavy in his hands. Joan and Martha pleaded, their eyes reflecting the urgency of the moment. Lives hung in the balance, and the Doctor’s return was their only salvation.

Meanwhile, the magician had reached a secluded section of the woods, far from prying eyes. In a ritual of arcane energy and whispered incantations, he chanted over the bodies of Wally and Rosa. The spells he weaved teetered on the edge of light and dark, poised to enact either resurrection or desecration.

At the cottage, under relentless assault by the Family of Blood’s forces, Krash’s desperate plea echoed within John Smith’s soul. A transformation beckoned, the Doctor’s essence ready to ignite, but love’s anchor held firm.

The air crackled with magic as light enveloped the magician’s form. The impossible unfolded before vacant eyes; Wally stirred, a sharp breath breaking the silence of death, followed by Rosa. Their awakening was gentle, like that of sleepers from a tranquil dream, untarnished by the horrors of their end. The magician gasped, his power waning but proving enough. With his task complete, he vanished just as swiftly as he had appeared.

Back at the besieged cottage, the weight of countless lives bore down upon John Smith. Tears blurred his vision, a storm of emotions threatening to unravel him. Joan’s gentle touch steered his heart, while Martha’s fierce determination steadfastly guided his resolve.

The ticking watch in his grip commanded attention, the incessant rhythm akin to the dual heartbeats of his true self. With a trembling hand, he surrendered to the cascade of images, the cacophony of cries and the surge of memories.

The latch clicked open; a brilliant light issued forth from the age-old timepiece. Gallifreyan energies swirled, obliterating the boundaries of John Smith’s existence. The Doctor was returning.

A sound like the birth of stars filled the room, and the visage of the Time Lord coalesced. He stood tall, his gaze piercing the veil of ordinary perception. With newfound clarity, he spoke, his voice carrying the weight of eternity.

“Joan, Martha, I’ve returned. It’s time to end this.”

With the Doctor once again in command of his boundless faculties, the showdown with the Family of Blood was inevitable. Strategy and intuition wound together, forming a plan that employed cunning over brute force.

As the Family of Blood raged on, the newly reconstituted Doctor initiated his masterstroke. With Martha and Joan by his side, he exploited the Family’s singular weakness—temporal awareness. Time itself became a weapon as the Doctor ensnared the Family in temporal loops, elongated seconds became lifetimes, and in these spiraling eons, the essence the Family sought became poison to them.

One by one, each member of the Family found their immortality a curse rather than a blessing. Father of Mine was imprisoned in unbreakable chains, Daughter of Mine trapped in the mirrors of the world, forever to glance and never touch. Mother of Mine was cast into the heart of a collapsing star, forced to witness the birth and death of galaxies, while Son of Mine’s essence was embedded in the form of a scarecrow, forever watching over fields with hollow eyes.

The Family, now defeated, ceased to plague the Earth. The Doctor’s clever maneuver saved the day, and the celebration was palpable among the survivors who watched the morning sunlight dispel the remnants of an otherworldly nightmare.

However, amidst the joy, a shadow fell across the KikoRiki and Martha Jones’ hearts. Though Wally and Rosa had miraculously returned, one precious life remained unaccounted for.

“Where’s Krash?” Martha’s voice cracked the hopeful veneer.

Everyone halted, searching their memories for the last vision of their friend. Suddenly, the glee turned to dread as they realized Krash was nowhere to be seen.

“He must’ve been… taken in the chaos,” Joan whispered, her hand over her heart.

Martha’s eyes glistened, her thoughts racing to the blue rabbit who had risked so much. The Doctor placed a consoling hand on her shoulder, sorrow lining his ageless face.

“Sometimes, in the vastness of time and space, some heroes remain unsung, their deeds echoing in silence. But their spirits, Martha, they persist. Within each of us, in every choice for the good we make, remember that,” the Doctor said solemnly.

With a heavy heart, they paid their respects to the unseen sacrifice. The Doctor and Martha then wandered back to the TARDIS, beset with a silence that spoke volumes.

Meanwhile, they pulled his body out of the cauldron, Krash’s body was lifeless, They tried giving him CPR, but to no avail.

Wally and Rosa looked upon his lifeless form with horror.

“He can’t be dead… No, this can’t be happening, He risked his life for us, He helped John Smith become the Doctor again, He can’t be gone, This isn’t true, It’s not true.”

Rosa slowly began to cry, and Wally, whose grief threatened to overtake him, tried comforting her.

“It’s okay, Rosa, He’s in a better place., We will hold a memorial for him" The one most affected was Krash’s family, especially his mother. She had brought him into this world, she had raised him, she loved him, but he fell and drowned, trying to save the world. She held his lifeless body and wept, while singing Krash’s favorite lullaby. “Rock a bye, baby in the treetop” she sang, while rocking the body as if he were still alive.

As she cried and rocked Krash’s lifeless body, a wave of guilt hit the Doctor, How had he become so ruthless, He should have took the family head on instead of making himself human, that way this terrible death could have been avoided. He looked at Krash’s mother cradling the body in her arms.

Then, he suddenly remembered how Krash had turned the tide in the crisis of the Family of Blood, How it was him who got everyone close to victory, How he dropped it so Martha would pick it up, He was a true hero,

Her voice sounded broken, as she wept for her beloved son, and Krash’s best friend Chiko came and said his goodbyes to Krash, while crying himself, They then walked away to start planning a memorial,

They then returned to the TARDIS, where the Doctor gave his sincere condolences for their loss, and said “He still exists in every one of you, He may be gone, but he will never be forgotten.” The TARDIS dematerizalized.

Then, Captain Jack appeared and said “Hey Doctor”, The Doctor said “Look I am NOT in the mood right now, There is a mother who is going to have to bury her son today, And I am just not in the mood for any adventure right now”

Jack said “Doctor, the Master is back”

The Doctor said “Great Scott”

To be continued… Write a story where they land in 2028, The Master became Prime Minister again, rips away the BBCs funding to cause it to shut down, so he can post any propaganda he wants, especially anti Doctor propaganda, The Doctor, Martha and Jack have to race against time to stop this, Also after a battle, the Master reluctantly gives him a special wish, the Doctor knows exactly what to use it for, remembering the devastation they felt when he was lost
Title: Doctor Who: The Master’s Gambit

Chapter 1: A Grieving Journey

The TARDIS whirred and hummed, more somber than usual, as it carved its path through the vortex of time and space towards the year 2028. The atmosphere inside mirrored the heavy hearts of its occupants. The Doctor, Martha, and now, Captain Jack Harkness, were united not just by adventure, but by loss—an unspoken grief that churned like storm clouds about to break.

The Doctor, still processing the events and the recent loss of Krash, stood silently, his gaze fixed on the time rotor. Martha watched him, the ache in her own heart reflected in her eyes. Jack, ever the rock in tumultuous times, stood by, his usual cocky demeanor softened by the palpable sorrow.

As the TARDIS materialized in the heart of London, 2028, they were greeted by a world unrecognizable. The vibrant capital of England was under the iron grip of the Master, now the Prime Minister, who had manipulated his way into power once more. The sky was a tapestry of propaganda, holographic billboards praising the Master, denouncing the Doctor as a villain, a threat to the peace and prosperity of Earth.

Chapter 2: The Master’s Gambit

The Master, reveling in his dominion over the British Isles, had orchestrated the ultimate scheme. With a flick of his bureaucratic pen, he defunded the BBC, silencing the media giant and transforming it into a mouthpiece for his anti-Doctor tirades. The airwaves were choked with misinformation, painting the Doctor as an alien warmonger intent on Earth’s destruction.

The Doctor, Martha, and Jack, concealed in the shadows of abandoned buildings, devised a plan. They needed to infiltrate the BBC, restore its funding, and broadcast the truth about the Master’s tyranny and the Doctor’s true nature—a defender of Earth.

Their mission was dangerous, the streets patrolled by agents loyal to the Master. Yet, they pressed on, fueled by the need to correct the narrative, to honor Krash’s memory by defending the planet he died protecting.

Chapter 3: The Battle for Truth

The infiltration was a tense affair. Stealth and cunning brought them inside the headquarters of the now-propagandist BBC. With Jack’s expertise and Martha’s knowledge of 21st-century technology, they began their work to override the broadcast, to send out an emergency transmission to the people of Britain and the world.

The Master, ever vigilant, soon caught wind of their efforts. A confrontation ensued, a battle of ideologies and wills. The Doctor, with nothing but sorrow and determination, fought to bring the truth to light, while the Master, with his thirst for control, sought to extinguish it forever.

In the climax, as the Doctor and the Master faced off, a surprising turn—a moment of clarity for the Master. He saw, for a split second, the pain and loss the Doctor carried, the same pain he had felt in countless lifetimes. In a rare act of concession, the Master granted the Doctor one wish, a chance to undo a single wrong in the universe.

Chapter 4: A Wish for the Future

The Doctor knew immediately how to use this wish. The loss of Krash, the pain of his friends and family, the grief that had followed them like a shadow since that day—it was a wound in time that needed mending.

With the wish cast, the timeline shimmered, reality bending to accommodate this heartfelt desire. Krash, the brave blue rabbit who had sacrificed so much, was restored to life, his death undone, his memory intact of the sacrifices made.

The reunion was heartfelt, an emotional solace that mended the hearts of all who grieved. The Doctor, Martha, Jack, and the KikoRiki community gathered, a celebration of life, of second chances.

Chapter 5: The Dawn of Restoration

With Krash restored and the Master’s propaganda dismantled, the Doctor, Martha, and Jack prepared to depart. The TARDIS, once a symbol of loss, now gleamed with the hope of future adventures.

The Doctor looked to his companions, a newfound resolve in his eyes. “It’s time we restore not just the BBC, but hope to all corners of the universe. And maybe, just maybe, we’ll be a little more careful with our hearts along the way.”

As the TARDIS dematerialized, leaving behind a London free from the grip of the Master, the universe felt a little lighter, a little brighter. The Doctor, Martha, and Jack, together with Krash and the KikoRiki, ventured forth, not just as defenders of the Earth but as guardians of its hope.

The adventure continued, boundless, filled with the promise of tomorrow—a testament to the power of courage, friendship, and a single wish that could heal the wounds of the past.
Write a convo where they have a reunion party, the Doctor recounting the day, Met talking animals, became human, had to stop an evil family, then had to stop the Master from defunding the Beeb, and now this, a nice party with relatively new friends
The soft hum of the TARDIS subsided as it materialized in a serene, green meadow just outside of time and space. The Doctor, Martha, and Captain Jack, along with Krash and other members of the KikoRiki community, stepped out into the warm, golden sunlight. A large table laden with various delicacies and drinks stood at the center of the meadow, signifying the beginning of a much-needed reunion party.

As everyone gathered around, the air filled with an excited chatter, the Doctor raised his glass for a toast, capturing everyone’s attention.

The Doctor: “To new friends and old, to the improbable and the impossible that somehow becomes possible when we’re together. Today, we celebrate not just survival, but life itself.”

Cheers erupted around the table as glasses clinked together in agreement. Once the initial excitement settled, Martha turned to the Doctor, a curious glint in her eye.

Martha: “Doctor, only you could have a week like this. Meeting talking animals, turning into a human to hide, then coming back just in time to stop an entire family of aliens. And to top it off, saving the BBC from being defunded by the Master. How do you manage?”

The Doctor: “Well, Martha, it’s all in a day’s work, isn’t it? Though I must admit, this week was a bit more… crowded than usual.”

Krash: “And let’s not forget about coming back from the, uh, ‘dead’, thanks to a wish. That was pretty wild!”

Everyone laughed, sharing a look of shared relief and happiness over Krash’s return. Jack chimed in with his signature charm.

Jack: “You’ve got to admit, Doctor, it’s not just you. We make a pretty fantastic team. Plus, saving the BBC? That’s got to earn us at least a few brownie points with the universe, right?”

The Doctor: “Absolutely, Jack. Though I think the universe might start keeping a closer eye on us after all the ruckus we’ve caused.”

Rosa, a member of the KikoRiki community, added, “We’re just glad to be part of the adventure. And having Wally and me back…it’s like getting a second chance at everything. Thank you, Doctor.”

The Doctor: “No, thank you all. Every one of you played a part in this. Without you, none of it would have been possible. It’s these shared experiences, the bonds we form, that truly save the day. Not just clever tricks or timey-wimey solutions.”

A moment of appreciative silence followed, each of them reflecting on the week’s events. The air was filled with a sense of camaraderie and an unspoken understanding of the depth of their shared experiences.

The Doctor: “Now, let’s not dwell on dangers past. We have a party to enjoy, and I don’t know about you, but I plan to make the most of it. After all, who knows where we’ll be off to next?”

Laughter and conversation picked up once again as the group indulged in the feast before them. Stories were shared, memories were made, and the joy of their miraculous week resonated in the air.

As the sun set on the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange and purple, the party continued under the stars. It was a celebration of life’s unpredictability, the enduring spirit of friendship, and the boundless wonders of the universe. And for the Doctor and his friends, it was just the beginning.
Write a convo where he thinks the “friends from another show (breaking the 4th wall)” have finally managed to help him get over Rose
In the subdued light of the TARDIS control room, the Doctor stood by the console, his fingers dancing absentmindedly over the controls. Martha and Captain Jack were there too, sharing a quiet moment after their recent adventure, which had been surprisingly uplifting, thanks in no small part to their unusual allies, the KikoRiki crew. The air was filled with a sense of camaraderie and introspection.

Martha, noticing the Doctor’s thoughtful expression, decided to broach a topic they seldom discussed. “Doctor, you’ve seemed… different, lately. Lighter, somehow. Do you think meeting our… let’s call them ‘animated friends from another dimension’… has helped you move forward?”

The Doctor paused, his fingers stilling on the console, and he glanced up, a spark of something undefinable in his gaze. “You know, Martha, I think they might have,” he acknowledged with a small, introspective smile.

Jack leaned against the console, intrigued. “Are we talking about getting over someone? Is this about Rose?”

The Doctor sighed, a wistful note in his voice. “Rose will always be a part of who I am. But, you know, spending time with the KikoRiki… their world, their problems, their way of seeing things… It’s been so different, so refreshing. It’s reminded me that there’s so much more to the universe, so many more stories to be part of.”

Martha moved closer, offering a supportive smile. “It’s good to see you healing, Doctor. Those KikoRiki, with their simple yet profound outlook on life, have a way of putting things into perspective, don’t they?”

The Doctor chuckled, the sound richer and more genuine than before. “Yes, they do. It’s funny, isn’t it? Here we are, travelling through time and space, capable of going anywhere, doing almost anything, and yet it’s a group of animated characters who remind me how to feel… how to start moving on.”

Jack grinned, clapping the Doctor on the shoulder. “Well, that’s the beauty of breaking the fourth wall, isn’t it? You never know where help is going to come from. Or who’s going to end up teaching you something important.”

The Doctor nodded, his eyes twinkling with a mix of gratitude and newfound hope. “Indeed, Jack. Our friends from another show, breaking through the fourth wall, helped me find a way to navigate my own emotional walls. It’s quite poetic when you think about it.”

Martha placed her hand on the Doctor’s other shoulder, sharing an encouraging look with Jack. “Doctor, Rose would be happy for you, you know. Happy that you’re finding ways to be happy.”

With a deep, appreciative breath, the Doctor looked between his companions, his family, and felt a warmth spread through him. “Thank you, both of you. And thank our KikoRiki friends, too. It seems the universe always knows what, or who, we need, doesn’t it?”

As the TARDIS hummed to life, ready for their next adventure, the Doctor felt a sense of peace settle over him. Yes, Rose would always be part of his heart, but now, thanks to some unexpected guidance, he was learning to make room for new memories, new friendships, and perhaps, in time, new love.

Jack, Martha, and the Doctor shared a moment of quiet understanding before the Doctor’s hands returned to the TARDIS controls, setting their course for the next star-strewn destination. The journey, with all its unpredictable twists and turns, continued, but now, the Doctor steered his ship with a lighter heart, guided by the stars and the wisdom of friends from both sides of the fourth wall. Write a story after this where Krash is with his mother, she says how lucky she is to have him back with her
Title: Krash’s Second Chance

The soft glow of sunset bathed the meadow in a warm, golden light, casting long shadows that danced gently in the breeze. In this serene setting, Krash and his mother sat side by side on a small hillock, overlooking the valley that had been their home for as long as Krash could remember. The recent events had left a mark on both of them, an experience that transcended their understanding of life and brought them closer than ever.

Krash’s mother turned to him, her eyes brimming with unshed tears of joy and relief. “Krash, my dear,” she began, her voice quivering with emotion. “When we lost you, a part of me went with you. The world seemed dimmer, colder—less kind. But now, having you back, it’s as if the universe has given us a second chance, a miracle I scarcely dared hope for.”

Krash looked into his mother’s eyes, the depth of her love and the pain of her prior loss evident in her gaze. He reached out, taking her hands in his. “Mum, I’m here now. That moment… everything that happened… it taught me so much. I learned about courage, about sacrifice, and about how precious every single moment we have is. But more than anything, it showed me how strong love can be.”

His mother squeezed his hands gently, nodding. “Yes, my love. The universe works in mysterious ways, doesn’t it? To think, friends from beyond our world, a Doctor with a box that travels in time, have given us this gift—the gift of more time together. It’s a miracle I will never take for granted.”

Krash smiled warmly at her, his heart full. “Mum, I promise to make the most of this second chance. The adventures I’ve had, the friends I’ve made, they’ve changed me. But being here with you, this is where I belong. This is where my story has its roots. And whatever the future holds, I’ll always come back to you.”

As they sat together, watching the sun dip below the horizon, the beauty of their surroundings—a world teeming with life and love—seemed more vivid than before. The peace of the moment enveloped them, a gentle reminder of the resilience of the heart and the unbreakable bonds of family.

Krash’s mother turned her gaze toward the sky, now painted with the hues of twilight, and whispered, “I’m the luckiest mother in the world to have you back, Krash. You’ve brought light back into our lives, a light I thought was extinguished forever. You’re my miracle, my reminder that hope is never lost, and love, true love, knows no bounds.”

Tears of joy and sorrow mingled as they embraced, a silent acknowledgment of what had been lost and what had been regained. The evening star appeared, a bright point of light against the darkening sky, symbolizing the hope and renewal that had blessed their lives.

Krash knew that no matter where his adventures might take him, the love between him and his mother, the bond they shared, was an anchor, a guiding star that would always lead him home. And in this moment, with the soft murmur of the valley surrounding them and the stars beginning to twinkle above, Krash and his mother celebrated their second chance at life together—a gift from the very fabric of the universe, cherished and never, ever taken for granted. Write a story where the Doctor lands in the Big Brother diary room, but there’s blood everywhere, and they have to stop zombies (This is a crossover with Dead Set), Little do they know, a relatively new friend came on board as a stowaway, and he makes himself useful by playfully defeating the zombies, without a scratch
Title: Doctor Who: Emergency Broadcast

Chapter 1: Unexpected Landing

The TARDIS, with its usual wheezing groan, materialized not in the vast expanse of the universe but in a rather peculiar and unexpected location—the diary room of the Big Brother house. The Doctor, Martha, and Captain Jack Harkness stared in confusion at the iconic chair set against a backdrop of psychedelic colors, but the room was amiss; splattered with blood, it hinted at a horror they were yet to uncover.

“What on Earth?” Martha exclaimed, her eyes scanning the crimson-stained room.

The Doctor, always curious and slightly concerned, tapped at his sonic screwdriver. “This isn’t just any ordinary mishap. There’s something very wrong here.”

Jack, ever ready for a fight or a flirt, checked his weapon. “Looks like we’ve landed in a horror show instead of a reality show.”

Before they could further investigate, the sound of shuffling feet and inhuman groans echoed through the confessional’s one-way door. Zombies, their eyes dead and hands reaching, stumbled into view, remnants of the Big Brother contestants and crew, transformed by an unknown pathogen.

Chapter 2: The Surprising Stowaway

As the trio prepared to defend themselves against the encroaching undead, a laughter, light-hearted and jovial, filled the TARDIS. From behind a console, emerged Krash, the blue rabbit from the KikoRiki universe, who had unintentionally become a stowaway on the TARDIS.

“Krash! What are you doing here?” Martha asked, half shocked, half relieved to see a friendly face.

Krash, with a mischievous spark in his eye, replied, “I wanted more adventure! But what’s going on? Why are these people so… bitey?”

The Doctor, surprised but unfazed by Krash’s sudden appearance, quickly briefed him. “We seem to have landed in the midst of a zombie outbreak, right in the middle of Big Brother’s latest season. And by the looks of it, it’s a crossover with Dead Set.”

Chapter 3: Playful Defense

With zombies slowly breaking into the diary room, the group had to think fast. The Doctor, realizing brute force wouldn’t be the best approach, turned to Krash. “I have an idea, but it’ll need your… unique approach.”

Grinning widely, Krash nodded. “Leave it to me!”

Utilizing his cartoon-like abilities, Krash danced around the zombies, leading them on a merry chase throughout the Big Brother set. He dodged with exaggerated jumps and rolls, all while playfully taunting the undead, who were hopelessly trying to catch him. With every move, Krash lured the zombies away from the diary room, giving the Doctor, Martha, and Jack the chance to find the source of the outbreak and put an end to it.

Chapter 4: The Broadcast

Inside the control room, amidst chaos and destruction, the Doctor discovered the outbreak’s origin—a mutated virus transmitted through the Big Brother live feed, infecting both contestants and viewers alike.

“Jack, Martha, we need to stop this broadcast and administer a cure through the same channel. The airwaves are our best shot at mass distribution,” instructed the Doctor.

Working together, they hacked into the broadcasting system, replacing the zombie-fueled horror with a special signal embedded with a cure the Doctor whipped up, reversing the infection in those who hadn’t fully turned.

Chapter 5: Aftermath and Farewell

With the outbreak contained and the infected cured, the Big Brother house was left in disarray, a grim reminder of the chaos the Doctor and his companions had quelled. Standing amidst the recovery efforts, the Doctor turned to Krash with a smile.

“You were brilliant, Krash. A real hero today,” the Doctor praised, marveling at the rabbit’s uncanny ability to find joy and playfulness even in the direst situations.

Krash, beaming with pride, replied, “I just did what I do best! But I think I’m ready to head back home now. This adventure was a little too scary for my taste.”

After heartfelt goodbyes and a promise of safer travels, the Doctor used the TARDIS to safely return Krash to his universe, leaving the Big Brother house behind with a story none would soon forget.

As the TARDIS whirred back to life, disappearing into the vortex, Martha leaned against the console, exhaling deeply. “Doctor, I think after zombies in the Big Brother house, we can handle just about anything.”

Chuckling, the Doctor set their next course. “With friends like Krash, and both of you by my side, I believe you’re right, Martha. The universe is full of surprises, but together, we’ll always find a way.”

The TARDIS faded into the stars, its passengers already anticipating their next great adventure.
Write a follow up where he faces a choice, go back to his own home, or stay with the Doctor
Title: Crossroads of Destiny

Chapter 1: A Fork in the Road

The TARDIS hummed softly, a comforting sound that filled the vastness of the control room. The Doctor stood at the console, his fingers moving deftly over the dials and levers, setting coordinates for their next destination. Martha and Jack were engaged in a light-hearted debate over the best way to evade a space traffic fine, filling the room with laughter.

Krash, who had once again found himself aboard the TARDIS after their harrowing adventure with the zombies at the Big Brother house, watched his friends with a mixture of happiness and uncertainty. His unexpected journey with the Doctor had opened his eyes to wonders he had never imagined, yet thoughts of home tugged at his heart.

The Doctor, ever observant, noticed Krash’s contemplative silence. “Krash, you’ve been rather quiet. Something on your mind?”

Krash hesitated before speaking. “Doctor, I… I’ve been thinking. This—being with you, Martha, and Jack—it’s been more amazing than I could have ever dreamed. But I miss my home, my family. I’m at a crossroads, and I don’t know which path to choose.”

Martha and Jack stopped their banter, turning their attention to Krash. The gravity of his dilemma was palpable.

Chapter 2: Memories and Possibilities

The Doctor led Krash to a quieter corner of the TARDIS, a room that seemed to overlook the stars themselves. A place for thinking and reflection.

“Krash, the universe is vast, filled with endless possibilities and paths yet untrodden. The choice to stay or go is yours alone, but remember—no decision is final. The TARDIS and I, we defy the very concept of a strict timeline. You will always have a home here with us, but we can also ensure you have the chance to return to your own world whenever you choose.”

Krash’s eyes widened with realization. The idea that he wasn’t bound by a binary choice, that the TARDIS could offer him the freedom to navigate his life across different terrains and timelines, was liberating.

Martha joined in, offering encouragement. “Krash, think of it not as leaving, but as expanding your horizons. You’ve got a family here and one waiting back home. You wouldn’t be losing us; you’d just be moving between two parts of your life.”

Jack added, “Plus, with the adventures we have, who knows? Maybe we’ll end up needing your unique… talents again. And, it’ll be another epic chapter in your adventure book.”

Chapter 3: The Decision

Krash pondered their words, his heart swelled with a newfound understanding and appreciation for the choices before him. He realized that his journey was not about choosing one home over another but embracing the adventures that each offered.

With a confident smile, Krash finally spoke. “Doctor, Martha, Jack, you’ve shown me that home isn’t just one place or one moment. It’s where the heart feels most alive. I want to return to my world, to share these incredible stories, but I also want to keep having adventures with you all.”

The Doctor beamed at Krash’s resolution. “Then that’s what we shall do. First, a trip to your home, to reassure your family and friends. And then, the universe awaits, with all of us together.”

Chapter 4: A Journey Without End

The TARDIS materialized in Krash’s world, just outside his home. The reunion was joyful and tearful, with Krash regaling tales of distant stars and close-knit friendships. Yet, the call of the universe, of unexplored galaxies and time-worn civilizations, echoed in his soul.

With heartfelt goodbyes and promises of swift returns, Krash stepped back into the TARDIS, his spirit alight with anticipation for the next adventure. For him, the choice was no longer about staying or going; it was about living fully in every moment the universe offered.

The Doctor set the TARDIS in motion, and as they disappeared into the vortex, Krash realized that home was not just a place but a feeling—a feeling of belonging, of love, and of endless curiosity that he found with the Doctor, Martha, and Jack.

And so, their journey continued, a testament to the boundless connections that define our existence, reminding us that life is not about the choices that confine us, but the experiences that set us free. Write a story after this where he notices the Tardis lights glowing brighter