Sticky. That's the first thing he feels when he steps out of the TARDIS. Stickyness under his feet. It wasn't so sticky at first, just cushy. Now it's sticky ( Read more... )

Vila is still wandering around in the forest. Well, he was wandering. Now he's taken to having a sit down on a log by the stream. The log is now complete with a bump and a frog, Vila being the bump and a frog, being a frog ( Read more... )

Usagi, still very confused by all of this, is wandering around the forest.  Wandering is all she feels like she's done here lately, and she's still as confused as she ever was.  However, she comes to a rather abrupt stop when she gets to a big clearing in the middle of the trees.

A few long tables are set up, with pink tablecloths.  There are chairs ( Read more... )

"I never imagined the other side of the supplies closet to look like this," Vila said, as he stood scratching his head inside of the cupboard, confused at the sudden appearance of a picturesque, faerie tale forest - complete with a clear blue babbling brook, tall trees, and endless rows of perfectly planted spring flowers ( Read more... )

Being on the lookout for things is made easier when you know what to be on the lookout for.  Being on the lookout for things is made less boring when something is actually happening.

Unfortunately for Jamie, he neither knows what he is meant to be looking for, nor can he notice anything unusual at all, other than the normal unusual things.  So he ( Read more... )