"Spook!" hissed Del, tugging on her friend's arm. "Come on, we've got to get out of here before the Doctor realises that Elo tricked him!"

"He's confused..." replied Spook, trying not to laugh. "He doesn't understand the typos. He's trying to work out why people would be eating a lake."

"I don't understand either," said Del. "Always seemed fishy to me. Lol, fishy, do you get it?" She paused. "Anyway, let's get out of here."

"Where shall we go?" They were already power-walking out of the area, with no clear direction in my mind.

"The HARDIS," replied Del. "Don't look at me like that. It used to be the TARDIS until someone's finger slipped. Now it stands for Haribos And Relative Dimensions In Space."

"Haribos?" said Spook, her mind already far away. "Hmm, haribo, sounds good..."

"Stop daydreaming!" Del was panicking now, constantly glancing round to see if the Doctor was looking their way. He turned slightly, but it was only to pick up a glass. "Come on!"

"Haribo..." said Spook dreamily. Del pulled her arm, harder, and they started to run.

The End

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