Month: July 2026

The group was now split into two. Obi-wan, Sty, Tysar, and Rex were dealing with Kamen Rider Smash-R while the Doctor, Ex-Aid, Marie, and the Captain worked on the Bugster that absorbed Callie. “Can’t you just level up or something?!” Marie asked Ex-Aid.

“Unfortunately,” replied Ex-Aid, “all operations like this have to start with Level 1.” The attack went on, then…the golem screeched as it shimmered, then collapsed, dropping Callie. Marie was about to rush up to her, but the Captain held her back.

“She’s got a virus!” he reminded. “You’ll probably be infected if you touch her!”

“No,” said Ex-Aid, “you can approach and monitor her while I fight the Bugster’s new form.” He then grabbed the handle on his belt. “DAI HENSHIN!” He pulled the handle back to reveal a screen with a pink game character on it.

“GACHAN!” called the belt. “LEVEL UP!” Ex-Aid then jumped on blocks and kicked while in the air. “MIGHTY JUMP! MIGHTY KICK! MIGHTY! MIGHTY ACTION! X!” The face and hair split away from the rest of the body, then a new body sprouted from behind the face. The body wore a pink suit with a helmet modeled after the face of the chibi form.

“…Th…That was…!” stammered the Captain.

“Doesn’t that hurt?!” asked the Doctor.

“No, but it DOES feel weird,” replied Ex-Aid. Everyone then heard a roar. They looked to see a muscular creature with what looked like a blue penguin’s face with some crown-like hat on its head. “Wait a minute! That looks like-!”

“King Dedede!” finished the Doctor.

“I’ve just about had it with you, Kirby!” shouted the monster. “You face Macho Dedede!” The Macho Dedede Bugster then swung its fists at everyone.

“Good thing Nintendo allowed CR to make Gashats based on their games!” called Ex-Aid. He closed the lever on his belt.

“GACHON!” it called. Ex-Aid then pulled out another pink Gashat and pressed the button.

“HOSHI NO KIRBY!” it announced. Ex-Aid then inserted it into the free slot of his belt.

“GASHATTO!” Ex-Aid then whirled his arm around.

“Dai dai dai dai dai DAI HENSHIN!” he announced. He then pulled the handle and revealed the screen with his image overlapping star-shaped armor. A yellow star then appeared, broke apart, and attached itself to him.

“GACHAN! LEVEL UP! MIGHTY JUMP! MIGHTY KICK! MIGHTY! MIGHTY ACTION! X! A-GACHA! FOO-FOOD AMONG THE STARS! MUNCH AND FEAST! OKAY! HOSHI NO KIRBY!” Ex-Aid jumped around as each impact from the Macho Dedede Bugster created stars. Ex-Aid touched each star and threw them, causing damage to the Bugster. He then took out the Kirby Gashat. “GASHOON!” He then inserted the Gashat into the Gashacon Breaker.

“GASHATTO! KIMEWAZA!” E-Aid then pulled a trigger on the handle. “HOSHI NO…CRITICAL FINISH!” He repeatedly bashed the Bugster with hammer attacks. Eventually, the Bugster fainted and fell face-first with its foot sticking up.

“PERFECT!” called a voice. The Bugster exploded and victory music played. “GAME CLEAR!” Callie then groaned.

“No, Grandpa. I don’t want any more crabby cakes,” she mumbled. Ex-Aid then pulled out a stethoscope-like device and held it towards Callie. A hologram showed up displaying her vitals. Marie looked it over.

“…Those are normal vital signs for us,” she said.

“And no evidence of Game Disease!” continued Ex-Aid. “Now, to deal with Lord Dominator!”

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Smash-R was laughing as she fought. “Oh man! I’m having too much fun!” she giggled. “Just look at me! Causing fear and panic among you! You idiots putting up a sense of false bravado! Man, I was so wrapped up in rebuilding my ship, I almost forgot how fun being a villain is!”

“You mean you commit evil deeds KNOWING they’re evil deeds?!” asked Obi-wan as he blocked her blows with his lightsaber and the Force. “And you enjoy it?!”

“Yep! Who cares about the ‘greater good’? Who cares about the ‘natural order’? I’m just having fun with it!”

“You’re insane!” snarled Rex.

“Takes one to know one!” cackled Smash-R. She tripped up Rex and slammed her foot onto his ribs. There was a distinct cracking sound and Rex cried out in pain. “Relax! I made sure that no ribs pierced your lungs!” taunted Smash-R.

“DOMINATOR!” called the Doctor’s voice. She and her group arrived.

“…Oh, you cured her,” muttered Smash-R. “Oh well! She can die with everyone else on this planet!”

“You cannot win,” countered Obi-wan. “If you strike any of us down, we shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine.”

“Flarp that noise!” scoffed Smash-R. “If I strike any of you down, you’ll be deader than a Watchdog!”

“I don’t think so!” retorted Ex-Aid. “I’ll change the-!”

“You won’t change ANYONE’S fate when I’m done!” interrupted Smash-R.

“Oh, ENOUGH!” snarled Rex. He grabbed Obi-wan’s lightsaber right out of the Jedi’s hands.

“Rex, what are you-?!” yelped the Doctor. Rex then swung the lightsaber through Smash-R’s waist, destroying the Bugvisor and belt and dismissing her armor. Lord Dominator was in shock…then she slowly slid off her legs and collapsed to the ground. Everyone was stunned.

“…Her people can walk this off,” remarked Rex as he switched the lightsaber off. “She’ll be given adequate prosthesis and be returned to her point in space-time.”

“That wasn’t necessary!” hissed the Doctor. “We could have resolved this peacefully!”

“No, we really couldn’t,” retorted Rex as he gathered up Lord Dominator. “Not when time is against us. This whole exercise has delayed us to the point where Omega is that much closer to Gallifrey. I’ll be going there to intercept him.” He threw Lord Dominator into his TARDIS and shut the door behind him, then it dematerialized.

“…Fool,” muttered the Doctor. “She wasn’t supposed to get cybernetic legs until she reached old age!”

“I guess that’s evil Time Lords for you,” remarked Sty.

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Team TARDIS and their friends returned to the TARDIS. The Doctor opened the door. “I’m afraid there’s no time for goodbyes,” she said. “Emu and Obi-wan have work to do in their native times.”

“Still, good luck with the Grouping,” replied Callie. “And thanks for that operation, Dr. Hojo!”

“Happy to help!” replied Emu. He was then yanked into the TARDIS. He goggled in amazement as the doors shut. “H-How-?!”

“A box that is bigger on the inside,” remarked Obi-wan. “Now I’ve seen everything.”

“Aha! There we go!” said the Doctor. “Master Kenobi, you’re up. And you may want to keep that echoey roar trick in mind, because it will come in handy in a few days for you.”

“Are you sure you should tell me about future events?” asked Obi-wan.

“Trust me, that’s all the hints I’m giving you. Goodbye and…may the Force be with you.” The Doctor pressed a button on the console and Obi-wan vanished.

“What’s going to happen in a few days for him?” asked Tysar.

“He rescues Luke Skywalker and starts him on a path to defeat his father, Anakin, now known as Darth Vader, and bring balance to the Force,” replied the Doctor. “Right, Dr. Hojo, it’s your turn. …Huh, so you already beat Gamedeus and Dan Masamune.”

“Sure did!” replied Emu.

“Well, there’s more adventures in the future, but you’ll change the patients’ fates with your own hands!” Emu smiled at that. He waved goodbye as the Doctor sent him back.

“I still don’t understand,” muttered Tysar. “Why is Omega after a pop star?”

“Oh yes, we DID hear he was after one,” remarked Sty. The Doctor drummed her fingers on the console.

“…Pop star,” she muttered. “…Pop…wait…” Ex-Aid’s fight with the Macho Dedede Bugster then came to the forefront of her mind. “…No!” She quickly checked her instruments.

“Doctor?” asked Tysar.

“I’m an idiot! He’s not looking for a pop star!” replied the Doctor. “He’s going to a planet called Popstar!”

“Oh, the planet Pop…” Tysar trailed off as her eyes widened. “…Wait, didn’t Kirby-?!”

“Yes!” confirmed the Doctor.

“Are we talking about that pink blob on Ex-Aid’s…Gashat, I think he called it?” asked Sty.

“As I said, lots of humans’ imaginations extend beyond space and time,” replied the Doctor. “Kirby’s a baby Star Warrior and-.”

“A Star Warrior?” interrupted Sty. “Like that Meta Knight character I heard about?!”

“That’s right,” confirmed the Doctor. “I went there once before. On a quest for the Key to Time. Then Kirby was taken by a chronal surge.”

“I was there for that last one,” said Tysar.

“Why would Omega go to Popstar?” asked Sty.

“Hopefully, I can get us there ahead of him!” declared the Doctor. “First, I’ll check if there are any chronal surges and…no, not yet! But there’s a ramshackle TARDIS on the way to Popstar! We have to go! NOW! Hold onto something!” Tysar and Sty grabbed the railing surrounding the main platform. The Doctor set the coordinates and yanked the take-off lever. The TARDIS shuddered, making Tysar and Sty grateful that there was something for them to hold onto. “Come on, old girl!” the Doctor encouraged the TARDIS.

“…If that’s how long a Time Lord’s name is,” remarked Tysar, “I hesitate to learn yours, Doctor.”

“One of the reasons I stick with just ‘Doctor’,” replied the Doctor. “So, Rex, what brings you here from Gallifrey? I doubt it’s a social call, there’s too much of a mess going on.”

“That mess is exactly why I came here,” said Rex. “I was tracking a Chronal Surge and it brought me here.”

“Did the starting time periods share any similarities with these two?” asked the Doctor as she indicated Emu and Obi-wan.

“…Well, General Kenobi’s galaxy, yes,” replied Rex, “but far into its future, long after the Jedi and Sith became mere legends. I’d say it was…around Dr. Hojo Emu’s time.”

“How about we DON’T mention his rank?” suggested the Doctor.

“It’s all right,” assured Obi-wan. “I can’t expect every Time Lord to understand war like you do, Doctor.” Rex flinched.

“In any event,” he continued, “we must find this person as I fear they may try and take my TARDIS. My security systems are a little…buggy, as it were.”

“That’s no good,” said the Doctor. “Let’s find this person quickly. Where should we start?”

“I believe the locals called it Landfill Dreamland.”

“The submarine!” gasped Callie happily.

“We are NOT driving that sub,” replied Marie.

“Aw! But-!”

“Callie, how long did it take you to get your driver’s license again?”

“HEY!”

“Enough!” called the Captain. “Rex, was it? You said we should start in Landfill Dreamland? Let’s get to it, then.” The Captain led the way with the Doctor hanging back. Something about Rex seemed…familiar, and not in a good way.

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The group arrived at Landfill Dreamland. “Right,” said Rex, “we need to scour this area. Let’s split up, hm?” The group nodded and split up. Obi-wan took this opportunity to speak with the Doctor.

“Your mind is like a violent storm, Doctor,” he said.

“No change there,” remarked the Doctor. “But there’s something…off about Rex. He’s a Time Lord, but I feel like I’ve seen him before, and not in a friendly capacity.”

“There IS something dark about him,” said Obi-wan. The two then found something. It looked…like a mirrored pyramid! The Doctor’s eyes goggled. “Doctor?” asked Obi-wan.

“…REX!” called the Doctor, her face darkening.

“Yes, Doc-?” Rex appeared next to the Doctor and saw the pyramid the Doctor pointed to. “…Drat it all!” he grumbled.

“So, taking the identity of Rex Flood?” asked the Doctor.

“…Well, given that I have a classically masculine frame,” replied Rex, “I can hardly use the feminine title of ‘Rani’, can I?” By then, everyone had arrived.

“Doctor?” asked Tysar. “What’s wrong?”

“Well, I found Rex’s TARDIS, for one thing,” replied the Doctor.

“That pyramid?” asked Sty.

“No, you stupid bug, the submarine!” hissed Rex, sarcasm THICK in his voice.

“You wanna say that again?!” snarled Sty.

“Rex IS a Time Lord,” said the Doctor, “but he’s not one like me. He used to be called the Rani, an amoral scientist.”

“Doctor, science focuses on whether or not we CAN do something,” replied Rex. “The question of whether or not we should do it is irrelevant.”

“You’re proving my point here,” said the Doctor. “So, what’s the endgame? Chasing after the coattails of your master, Omega?”

“Omega was my failed bi-generation’s master and she got what she deserved,” replied Rex. “No, I’m going to kill him, but I need to intercept him before he reaches Gallifrey.”

“And the person we’re after?” asked Callie.

“That part’s the truth,” answered Rex. “She’s been after my TARDIS, not caring about the implications of staying here in Inkadia.”

“So you’re trying to stop her,” said the Doctor. “Who is she anyways?” A lava shot then answered her question. Everyone turned to see a lime-green woman with pink eyes and white hair as well as a black dress and shirt. “…Oh,” said the Doctor as she realized who it was.

“I overheard everything!” snarled the green woman. “Followed you from the rocket site! So, you’re the same Doctor that ruined my viral experiments!”

“You were experimenting with the Movellan Virus!” retorted the Doctor. “You were making unnecessary enemies of the Daleks! Of course I was going to stop you!”

“Doctor, who is that woman?” asked Tysar.

“That’s Lord Dominator,” replied the Doctor. “She destroys whole galaxies just for fun!”

“Oh, a humanoid Dalek,” remarked Sty.

“I’m better than those dorky trash cans!” barked Lord Dominator as she pulled out a purple and black device. It had a two barreled gun on one end, a chainsaw on the other, a set of A and B buttons, and a screen. Emu goggled in shock.

“The Gashacon Bugvisor!” he said. “How did you get that?!”

“Rex had it in his TARDIS and his notes on Game Disease,” replied Lord Dominator.

“You know, you ruined the Chameleon Circuit!” remarked Rex. “It supposed to blend in with the surroundings!”

“…That specific shape didn’t exactly blend in on Lakertya,” snarked the Doctor.

“You, hush!” hissed Rex.

“What do you intend to do with that device?” asked Obi-wan.

“This thing was loaded with a sample of Game Disease,” replied Lord Dominator.

“The Bugster Virus!” hissed Emu.

“Bugster Virus?” asked the Doctor.

“A sort of computer virus that can infect humans!” explained Emu. “After infection, whenever someone’s immune system is weakened due to stress, it replicates and takes over the host’s body until the host disappears!”

“And that device is the means of deploying it?”

“It’s A means. Thankfully, there’s a way to deal with that!” Emu then pulled out a neon green device with a pink handle. The device had two slots to the left of the handle.

“What on Earth-?” muttered the Doctor. Emu then put the device on his waist and it formed a belt around him.

“That thing works like my Gamer Driver,” continued Emu as he pulled out a small pink device. It looked almost like a game cartridge. Lord Dominator smiled.

“Doctor, it hurts when I do THIS!” She pointed the barrel end of the Bugvisor at Callie and sprayed her with some orange mist.

“CALLIE!” called Marie. Lord Dominator then made her arms become lava and the lava formed into giant fists. She swung fists at Callie, forcing the Inkling Idol to dodge. Unfortunately, the fight or flight instinct was enough to trigger stress and Callie was surrounded by orange matter that formed into a golem-like creature. “Might wanna leave her to her fate, losers!” cackled Lord Dominator.

“No chance!” replied Emu. “I’ll change Callie’s fate with my own hands!” He pressed a button on the pink cartridge.

“MIGHTY ACTION X!” announced the cartridge. The area pixelated for a bit, then returned to normal as blocks appeared, even in midair.

“HENSHIN!” called Emu. He then inserted the cartridge into the slot nearest to the handle on the belt.

“GASHATTO!” called the belt. A ring of rectangular holograms with visors and hair appeared. “Let’s game! Meccha game! MUCCHA GAME! WHAT’S YOUR NAME?!” Emu selected the icon with pink hair. “I’m a Kamen Rider!” The hologram passed over him and he was in white armor with a life gauge on the chest with pink hair…and he had chibi proportions. Lord Dominator laughed.

“What kind of ridiculous armor is that?!” she cackled.

“It’s Level 1,” replied Emu.

“Now I remember where I heard that name!” realized the Doctor. “You’re Hojo Emu, Kamen Rider Ex-Aid!”

“That’s me!” replied Emu, Kamen Rider Ex-Aid. “And I’ll clear this game with no continues!” He then summoned a white hammer with a green head and a set of A and B buttons on it.

“GASHACON BREAKER!” it said. Ex-Aid then bounced around and struck the golem with the Breaker. As he struck it, a stylized “HIT” appeared.

“Yes, yes, you proved your genius,” sighed Rex to Lord Dominator.

“Oh no, not yet!” replied Lord Dominator as she pulled out a buckle and fixed it to her waist. It formed a belt and fastened itself to her. She then attached the Bugvisor to the belt.

“GATCHON!” it called in a distorted voice. Then creepy 8-bit music played. Lord Dominator then pulled out a cartridge like Ex-Aid’s but it was magma-styled.

“Wait, you made your own Gashat?!” yelped Rex.

“Why else would I use your lab so often?” asked Lord Dominator. She pressed the cartridge (Gashat) button.

“WORLD-DESTROYER!” it announced.

“What’s that word Ex-Aid used?” mused Lord Dominator. “Ah, yes! …Henshin!” She inserted the Gashat into a slot above the screen.

“GASHATTO!” called the belt. She then pressed a button on the other side of the slot. “BUGGLE UP!” A hologram of her overlapped with a red game character then surrounded her and magma then surrounded the whole thing as the belt continued. “FIRE! BLEAKNESS! (Genocide!) DESTROYING STAR SHIP! WORLD-DESTROYER!” A fist then burst out of the magma formation and then a Kamen Rider based on Lord Dominator’s armored form took its place.

“You can call me…Kamen Rider Smash-R!” introduced Lord Dominator as her helmet distorted her voice to sound masculine. “Level 10!” She then went on the attack as she summoned a magma-themed sword with an A and B button.

“GASHACON VOLCANIUM X BLADE!” it called as she swung it.

A man stepped out of a cabinet hidden in a rocket silo, grumbling. “Insolent magma-slinging idiot!” he snarled. “Why I chose to help her is beyond me! She’s provided no help in locating Omega! Honestly, I should have gone back to Gallifrey and joined the CIA! Perhaps I can-!” His wrist communicator beeped. “Oh, what now?!” He checked the readings. “…Okay, oncoming chronal surges in three…two…one…” The energy waves passed over him. He then checked his wrist communicator again. “Let’s see what…someone from this island chain’s past, I see. …Wait, what’s the other…oh…OH!” A wicked grin then crossed his face. “Now HIM, I can use! Time to see if the Doctor picks up…and then we can conclude this experiment!”

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“There’s no way the humans can reclaim this place,” remarked Marie as she and her cousin Callie and their commanding officer patrolled Alterna, a place meant for human safety that flooded and killed the remaining humans there. “There’s too much to replace and Mr. Grizz took everything with him when he went on that space mission.”

“Come on, Marie!” replied Callie. “Have a little faith!”

“I DO have faith,” retorted Marie, “faith that Alterna can’t be used again for the humans.”

“Cut the chatter, you two,” said the Captain, the original Agent Three of the New Squidbeak Splatoon. “The thefts lead to this place and we need to catch the guy.” Just then, a noise filled the air.

“Hang on, you hear that?” asked Marie.

“It sounds like…the TARDIS!” gasped Callie.

“If it is, what’s she doing back here?” quizzed Marie.

“Let’s follow the noise,” said the Captain. The trio arrived the instant the TARDIS fully materialized. Out stepped the Doctor.

“…How odd,” she muttered. “I was sure we landed in Inkadia. The technology seems too human.”

“You ARE in Inkadia, Doctor,” called Marie as she, Callie, and the Captain approached.

“Callie! Marie!” greeted the Doctor. She then looked into the TARDIS. “Come on out! We made it!” Tysar stepped out.

“Hello again!” she greeted the Squid Sisters.

“Nice to see you again!” cheered Callie. “What’s happening?”

“The Grouping, sadly,” sighed the Doctor. “But at least we know the cause. Tell me, have any of you-?”

“Hold up!” said Marie as she closed her umbrella and used it to point at Sty as she stepped out of the TARDIS. “What’s an Irken doing hanging around with you?!”

“Oh, joy, our botched invasion is still fresh in your minds,” muttered Sty.

“Botched or not, you bugs-!”

“Marie!” barked the Captain. “…Save it. You said so yourself that the Doctor has her reasons.” Marie glared at the Captain.

“…Aye, Sir,” she hissed.

“In any event, we have a more pressing priority,” said the Doctor. “Have any of you seen a chap called Omega?”

“…Now that you mention it, yeah,” recalled Callie. “We saw him just jump into a box and then it vanished, making the same noise as your TARDIS.”

“So he’s got a ramshackle TARDIS,” mused the Doctor. “That would explain all the chronal surges as he leaves.”

“You don’t think he’s trying to get to your home planet, do you?” asked Sty.

“Possibly,” replied the Doctor. “And TARDIS’s built from spare parts don’t automatically have Gallifrey’s coordinates in their data-banks.”

“Don’t you just have it as 0 or something on your maps?” asked Tysar.

“No, we used our galaxy’s center to plot our position in the cosmos. That placed us at one point at 10-0-11-0-0/0-2 from Galactic Zero Center.”

“…At one point?” repeated Sty.

“Discussion for another time,” said the Doctor.

“I thought I overheard Omega say something about a popstar,” said Callie, “though he didn’t seek any of us out for autographs.”

“That wouldn’t make sense,” said the Doctor. “What use would singing do for his plans? It makes no sense.”

“We haven’t exactly seen any reports of anyone missing,” continued Marie.

“Then be on the lookout for new arrivals,” replied the Doctor. “They’ll be arriving here any-.” The familiar energy wave of a chronal surge washed over everyone. They then heard a crash.

“Ite!” groaned a voice.

“…That was Japanese,” remarked the Doctor. “That was how the Japanese said ‘ow’.”

“Someone from our past?” guessed the Captain.

“Most likely,” said the Doctor. “Come on!” The group followed the noise to see a Japanese man in a doctor’s coat with what looked like an advanced stethoscope draped behind his neck and across his shoulders. The Doctor took a scan with her sonic screwdriver. “…He’s suffered some blunt force trauma somehow,” she said.

“We better find the guy that-!” decided Callie.

“NO!” called the man. “No, no, no one attacked me. I just…tripped and bashed my head against the wall here.”

“Well, better check for a concussion,” said the Doctor. “Unlikely, though. It was shorter than 30 seconds between the moment you said ‘Ite’ and the moment you just spoke. Let me see your eyes.” The man went along with the whole check. “…Speech is fine, pupils are the same size, no seizure or convulsion, no throwing up, now all we need is your name.”

“I’m Dr. Hojo Emu, from the pediatrics department of Seito University Hospital,” introduced the man.

“And that matches your id tag,” replied the Doctor. “It also says that you were hired in 2016.”

“That’s when I started my internship,” replied Emu. He then blinked when he saw the Squid Sisters and the Captain. “…Maybe I DO have a concussion. I think I’m seeing Inklings!”

“How do you know about us?” asked the Captain. “You’re WAY into the future.”

“EH?!” yelped Emu. “Then how-?!”

“Someone at Nintendo must have had a powerful enough imagination to go through time and make the Inklings and their struggles against Octavio,” replied the Doctor.

“Nintendo? What’s that?” asked Marie.

“Video game corporation,” explained Tysar. “From right here on this island chain.”

“Someone made a video game based on us?!” asked Callie excitedly. “Am I a playable character?!”

“N-No,” replied Emu, “but if I recall, your Captain is. The first game was about his fight against Octavio when he was Agent Three.”

“Aw!” complained Callie.

“But that song you and Marie do is pretty famous among us gamers! The Calamari Inkantation!”

“No kidding?” said Marie with a smile.

“Right, well, Emu-san,” said the Doctor, “we need to get you back to your time. You see-.” She then heard something.

“…That’s the Octarian War Language!” realized the Captain.

“INCOMING!” warned Sty as she pointed out Octarians of all kinds!

“Ah, SQUID!” cursed the Captain. “We’re outnumbered! Take cover!” The group took cover.

“Really wish I hadn’t removed my PAK’s weapons systems!” grumbled Sty.

“How strong are a PAK’s legs?” asked Tysar.

“The legs are strong enough, it’s my own strength I’m worried about,” replied Sty. “I can’t carry everyone at the same time and getting everyone to safety one at a time will take too long!”

“You get Tysar to higher ground!” ordered the Doctor.

“Bad idea!” replied Callie. “They’ve got Air Units as well! I can see an Octostriker among them!” The commander of the enemy Octarians said something…then a shrieking howl filled the area! The Octarian commander then said something and the army retreated with the commander bringing up the rear.

“…Well, the commander cares about their troops,” mused Marie.

“What WAS that?!” shuddered Tysar.

“Stay here,” said the Doctor as she left.

“Doctor, get back!” hissed Sty. The Doctor looked around and saw a figure in brown robes with a cowl over their head. She squinted in an attempt to see the figure’s face, then the figure made it easier for her as they pulled the cowl back to reveal an old man with a beard. A smile spread across the Doctor’s face.

“Hello there,” greeted the old man. “I see you haven’t aged a day since the Sontarans on Kamino, Doctor.”

“Everyone, come out!” called the Doctor. Her team stepped out of hiding and Tysar goggled in surprise.

“Master Obi-wan?!” she gasped.

“Good to see you again, Tysar,” replied the old man, Obi-wan Kenobi. “So, it seems I’ve been caught up in a Chronal Surge much like Zelda had.”

“You met Zelda?” asked Sty.

“Indeed I have, Little One,” confirmed Obi-wan. Sty bristled.

“Master Kenobi,” interjected the Doctor, “may I present my newest addition to Team TARDIS, Sty of the Irken Empire.”

“Last of the Irkens,” corrected Sty.

“…Not really a title I’d wish on anyone,” remarked the Doctor. “Anyways, yes, Obi-wan, you’ve been caught up in a Chronal Surge. You’re far from your native galaxy and far into the future. Thankfully, I can get you back, just like this young man.” She pointed to Emu. “Now, we DO need to check if-.”

“Excuse me!” called a new voice. The man revealed himself. “May I ask which one of you is the Doctor from Gallifrey?”

“…Not many people think to ask if I come from that planet,” remarked the Doctor. “Do you have an appointment?”

“My name is Rexavendurasetalmad,” replied the man, “but you may call me Rex.”