22nd November 2023 Writings

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Excerpt from: Clara Oswald Doesn’t Exist
“Where are we going?” the Doctor asked. “Cloudbase?”

“You mean the Valiant?” Kate asked.

“Cloudbase was Thunderbirds.”

“Too conspicuous. We need your location concealed, not advertised. From now on you're a moving target,” Kate explained.

The Doctor looked at a picture of Kate’s father, Alastair Lethbridge-Stewart on the bulkhead. “Ah, I see you're bringing Daddy along, too. That's very sweet.”

An army officer saluted the Doctor. “Sir.”

“Oh, don't do that. You look like you're self-concussing, which would explain all of military history, now I think about it.”

Words: 88


Excerpt from: A Conspiracy Unmasked
“But what do horses have to do with it?”

“I’ll tell you later. Let’s get indoors and then we can talk.”

“All right! You and Pippin know your way; so I’ll just ride on and tell Fatty Bolger that you’re coming. We’ll see about supper and things.”

“We had our supper early with Farmer Maggot,” Frodo said. “But we could do with another.”

“You shall have it! Give me that basket!” Merry said.

Words: 73


Excerpt from: Daria on Berk
“I suppose that’s good,” Daria said.

“And other lessons?” Quinn asked. “Like fashionable clothes.”

“We’re Vikings, clothes are meant to be practical,” Astrid explained.

“I suppose they can be both,” Quinn said.

Astrid sighed. “I guess.”

“And you’re good at Norse,” Hiccup said.

“Obviously,” Daria said.

“Weapon training too, I guess,” Quinn added. “I’d like to improve with the staff.”

“Just the staff?” Astrid asked.

“To start with,” Quinn answered.


Soon, they met the Terrible Terrors.

“Very cute!” Quinn said.

“For fire breathing reptiles,” Daria added.

“Indeed,” Hiccup agreed.

“So, what do we do?” Quinn asked.

“I’ll show you,’ Hiccup said. “Come here, Bud,” he added and a large jet-black dragon came over. “This is Toothless, my Dragon.”

“He’s big!” Quinn said.

“What kind of dragon is he?” Daria asked.

“A Night Fury, the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself,” Hiccup answered.

“Interesting description,” Daria responded.

“Because he blends into the night sky and his shots never miss,” Hiccup said. “But it turned out that Dragons are completely different to the way we thought they were. “Anyway, I’ll show you how to start bonding with your dragon.”

“Sure,” Daria said.

Quinn nodded.

“OK, Bud,” Hiccup said to Toothless.

Toothless backed off.

Hiccup held out his hand towards Toothless.

Words: 209


Excerpt from: Spider Quinn
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More Assistance From SpiderGirl
LDPD report another incidence of assistance from the ‘vigilante known as SpiderGirl’ last night when a car being driven by a thief was stopped by one of her webs.


Agent Krista Bell entered the large building on the edge of New York. Once inside she selected the top floor in the elevator.

A few minutes later, the blonde agent was shown into a large office. She approached the intimidating bald African American man with a goatee and an eye patch over his left eye.

Nick Fury, the Director of the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division. “Report, Agent Bell,” he said.

“It’s confirmed. SpiderGirl exists,” she said.

“But is there any indication of her identity?” Fury asked.

“Absolutely no clue. It is too early to tell. I recommend sending more Plainclothes agents to Lawndale, sir.”

“I have already done so,” Fury said. “You live there, don’t you?”

“Yes, sir,” Bell answered.

“Then you are to keep an eye out for her. Gather all the information you can.”

Bell nodded.

“Another thing. There are other things happening in Lawndale. We need to know what is behind those too.”


07 Ashes to Ashes
A car was being chased along a back road. “Come on, pick up!” the woman driving said.

“Hello?”

“Is that Helen Morgendorffer?”

“No, it’s her daughter, Daria.”

“Oh. Is she there?”

“Yes, but who is this?” Daria asked.

“Tell her it’s Linda Ballinger.”


Helen didn’t quite understand what Daria said. “Daria, you know as well as I do, that Linda Ballinger is dead.”

“I know, but this woman says that she is Linda Ballinger.”

Helen sighed. “Here,” she said, before grabbing the phone from Daria. “Hello?”

“Helen!”

‘If it is Linda, she sounds a little different,’ Helen thought quickly. “Linda?” she asked.

“Yes, it’s me. I need a place to stay and Lawndale was the closet place where a friend or family is living.”

“I see,” Helen said. “But I’ll need proof that you are who you say you are.”

Words: 337


Total: 687