“The end of the Universe, I always wondered it would feel like” The Doctor spoke as she and her companions faced down the naked fury of the Flux.
The galaxy-crushing phenomenon was headed straight towards them, and they had but mere moments to act or they too would be engulfed and consumed.
Dan Lewis chose to spend such precious moments of prevailing life to complain about the living arrangements on the ship.
“Here, is that a bed?” Dan asked, almost tripping over the sheets in the console room.
“Crash mat” The Doctor explained as she hammered the console.
“You can say it, it’s a mattress” Yaz responded, her hands folded.
“Fine, crash mattress then”
“When does a crash mat need sheets?” Dan asked, picking the assorted items up and tossing them at The Doctor, who swiftly caught it.
“Our man Dan here has a point” Yaz said.
The Doctor gave her a sharp look, coupled with a visible scowl. Yaz seemed to appreciate this sort of attention.
“Are you two having a spot of the domestics?” asked Dan.
“We get a little feisty whenever we’re cooped up in here” said Yaz.
“What you could do is some downtime with your family” The Doctor suggested.
“Can’t exactly try that now can I? Karvinista’s people have only gone and locked it in a kennel” Yaz argued.
“Yep, spot of the domestics alright” Dan replied, “Sort it out between you two, I’m gonna check on my house”
“You can’t exactly fit into it right now” Yaz pointed out.
“Yeah, well, you can all fit into this thing can’t you? It’s only a few feet wide to the untrained eye out there”
“Ah to be a wanderer in the fourth dimension, and I get stuck with the most one-dimensional people” The Doctor muttered.
“Here, half an hour ago you were saying how flashy you thought his laptop was” Yaz replied, growing restless with The Doctor’s attitude.
“Wasn’t his laptop was it?”
“Here, Yaz has got a point, you’re way out of order with that cheek of yours” said Dan.
“Look around you, everything’s out of order. Chaos is absolute, if you’re to stand a chance out there, you’ve got to let me work in here”
“You’re not alone in this fight Doctor, we can all help you put together some miracle, if you let us” Yasmin said, trying a much softer approach.
The cloister bell rang once more.
“You hear that Yaz? Do you? Because that is all you need to know. There’s no time for miracles”
“Really? I’m no expert, but I reckon that little warning’s telling you there’s no time to die either” Dan replied.
The Doctor and Yaz both looked at Dan as if he suddenly were the wisest man in the universe.
“Well, the laptop may have been a bomb, but I sure do appreciate you exploding onto the scene the way you have” The Doctor revealed.
Yaz glanced at The Doctor, a confident smile about her.
“What do you reckon? You, me, him, against all odds?”
The Doctor, instilled with a bit more confidence, gave Yaz a wink.
“If all else fails, head for the bed”