Parallel: From Another World [1] (The Parallel Series) ?

"What's going on? Doctor?" Rose shouted waking up noticing the droids around her as well as being chained down.

"Rose?" Mickey looked over at the blonde. "They're going to chop us up, just like the crew. They're going to chop us up and stick us all over their stupid spaceship." His voice became harsher "And where's the Doctor? Where's the precious Doctor now? He's been gone for flipping hours, that's where he is!" Mickey shouted. "Rita would see this coming and yet she's not here either!"

"You are compatible." The droid interrupted Mickey's rant.

Rose widened her eyes at the droid. "Well, you might want to think about that. You really, really, might, because me and Mickey, we didn't come here alone. Oh no. And trust me, you wouldn't want to mess with our designated driver." She was panicking now and frantically looking between the droid and Mickey. The droid then extended its blade from its hand. Rose began to talk trying to stall the droid until Rita and the Doctor appeared.

"Ever heard of the Daleks?" She asked. "Remember them? They had a name for our friend. They had myths about him and a name. They called him the-" there was a loud crash before Rose could finish. She and Mickey both frowned then widened their eyes to hear the voice of what sounded like the Doctor singing drunkenly.

"I could've danced all night, I could've danced all night!" he loudly sang.

"If you could stand on your own then yes you could of" Rita groaned.

"They called him the... They called him the... the" she stuttered. The Doctor then stumbled in dragging Rita with him. He had his arm around her using her weight to stay upright. His tie around his head and a goblet in the hand not around the brunette.

"And still have begged for more. I could've spread my wings and done a thou." Rita giggled at the Doctors acting of drunk singing. He tapped her nose. The brunette automatically stopped giggling her eyes wide and her cheeks flushing with colour not that the Doctor noticed.

"Have you met the French?" He asked Rose and Mickey. "My god, they know how to party."

"Oh, look at what the cat dragged in." Rose groaned. "The Oncoming Storm and his precious Stone"

"Precious?" Rita scoffed. "And his?" She scoffed again shaking her head. "I want to know who is spreading that name of me around, first Reinette and now you."

"Oh, you sound just like your mother." The Doctor pointed at Rose almost falling over Rita who lucky grabbed him before he fell. His arm wrapping itself around her waist, her cheeks filled with colour again but didn't want to say anything to make it awkward knowing that he was actually not drunk at all.

"What've you been doing?" Rose asked definitely sounding like her mother. "Where've you been?"

"Well, among other things, I think just invented the banana daiquiri a few centuries early." He laughed. "Do you know, they've never even seen a banana before. Always take a banana to a party, Rose. Bananas are good."

"I hate bananas" Rita scrunched up her nose in disgust. "Pears are worse, though."

"Not wrong there" the Doctor whispered to her dropping the drunk act before giving his attention to the droid bringing the act back. "Oh ho, ho, ho, ho, brilliant. It's you." He pointed to the droid its blade still hovering over Rose's neck. "You're my favourite, you are. You are the best! Do you know why? Because you're so thick. You're Mister Thick Thick Thickity Thick Face from Thicktown, Thickania." He started to walk away pulling Rita along with him. He then turned back around and said to the droid right up in its face: "And so's your dad."