“Who ARE those two?” asked the Second Doctor.
“I presume the fat one is Peg Leg Pete,” remarked the Fourth Doctor. “But the little fellow, I’m not too sure about.”
“LITTLE FELLOW?!” shouted the cowboy. “I’M YOSEMITE SAM! THE ROOTENIST TOOTENIST MEANEST HOMBRE WHAT PACKED A SIX-SHOOTER THIS SIDE OF THE PECOS!”
“Oh, a gun aficionado,” said the present Doctor. “How quaint.”
“QUAINT?!” Yosemite Sam leveled his pistols at her. “YOU’VE GOT FIVE SECONDS TO SAY YOUR PRAYERS, LADY, BEFORE I BLOW YOUR HEAD OFF!”
“Everyone, when I say ‘run’,” directed the Second Doctor, “you run.”
“Which incarnation?” asked Mickey.
“Whichever says it first,” replied the Second Doctor.
“TIME’S UP!” shouted Yosemite Sam.
“RUN!” warned the present Doctor. Everyone ran with Amy and Bugs running with the Second Doctor while Lurra Rus and Mickey ran with the Fourth Doctor. “COME BACK HERE, YA ORNERY-!”
“Why waste time with those pipsqueaks?” asked Pete. “We’ve got a bigger prize here!” Pete reached for the door and tried to open it…but the doors weren’t moving! They were locked!
“One of them galoots probably got the key!” grumbled Yosemite Sam. “You go after the mouse and his compadres, I’ll go after Bugs and his gang!”
“Just a minute, tiny!” snapped Pete as he picked up the cowboy. “I’M the one in charge here! I’LL make the decisions! You go after the rabbit and his buddies, I’ll go after Mickey’s group!” He dropped Yosemite Sam and ran off after Mickey’s group. Yosemite Sam grumbled as he went off after Bugs and his group.
Mickey led the Fourth Doctor and Lurra Rus through the Magic Kingdom, running into Adventureland. “We have to get higher somehow!” said Lurra Rus.
“Higher?” mused Mickey. He then spotted the Magic Carpet ride. “…Well, we COULD blame any damage on Pete, though park maintenance will be grumbling all the while.
“I think I know how to bait that trap,” said the Fourth Doctor with a grin as he dashed to one of the carpets.
“Doctor?!” yelped Mickey.
“A TARDIS key! Of course!” realized Lurra Rus. “…But surely she changed the lock.”
“Oh, I’m sure she did,” replied the Fourth Doctor. “But Pete doesn’t know that.”
“Lurra, you may want to get in line,” suggested Mickey. “And Doctor, I hope you can jump.”
“Naturally,” said the Fourth Doctor. He then made it onto one of the carpets as Lurra Rus started a line while Mickey went to the ride operator’s booth. Pete arrived just in time and was about to shove his way past.
“HEY!” called Lurra Rus. “Don’t you know there’s a line?!”
“Ah, quit squawking!” scoffed Pete. “I gots a fast pass!” He actually scanned a wristband! Mickey shrugged as he let Pete on. Pete then boarded one of the carpets and Mickey started the ride. The carpets spun around the main mechanism, then the Fourth Doctor stood up and jumped off. As Pete was about to do the same, the ride began to spin faster and faster! “HEY! WAIT! WAIT!” shouted Pete in a panic as the carpets became a blur! “STOP THE RIDE! I WANNA GET OFF!”
“…All right, I suppose,” mused Mickey as he hit the emergency brakes. The ride stopped…but physics worked against Pete as he was thrown into a building, then fell to the ground, dizzy and confused.
“Ooh!” winced Lurra Rus as she joined the Fourth Doctor and Mickey in running. “That’s…gotta hurt!”
The Second Doctor, Bugs, and Amy were running towards the bridge leading to Cinderella’s castle. They skidded to a stop when they saw the yellow tape blocking their way. “Huh?!” quizzed Bugs. “Why would the bridge be-?” He saw multiple holes in it.
“…That’s solid stone!” muttered the Second Doctor. “Who would-?” A gunshot interrupted him as a bullet whizzed over his head!
“GOT YA NOW, YA LONG-EARED GALOOT!” called Yosemite Sam.
“Come on!” called Amy as she grabbed the Second Doctor and Bug’s hands, running clear across the bridge. The bridge collapsed behind them, trapping Yosemite Sam on the other side. Down in the water, the sound of a clock could be heard.
“Uh oh!” gulped Bugs. “Tick Tock the Crocodile!” Indeed, a crocodile cruised in the water below. Tick Tock saw Yosemite Sam and gave off the usual crocodile hiss.
“AH, SHADDUP!” shouted Yosemite Sam as he clubbed the poor croc with a long wooden pole. He then got an idea and looked for a pole as long as the other. The Second Doctor then spotted tools.
“Hm…anyone familiar with carpentry?” he pondered with a grin. Bugs and Amy saw the tools, then Amy noticed that Tick Tock had thumbs! A grin crossed her face.
“Maybe our crocodile friend is,” she said. The Second Doctor and Bugs grinned with her. By then, Yosemite Sam arrived with two poles now converted into stilts!
“HA HA!” he cackled. “GOTCHA THIS TIME, YA FLEA-BITTEN VARMINT!”
“Oh, it seems you outsmarted us!” said Bugs. “Oh woe is us! Oh boo the hoo!”
“I suppose,” mused the Second Doctor, “you’d best come here.”
“Darn skippy I am!” Yosemite Sam then got onto the stilts and began walking through the moat on them with Tick Tock snapping at him uselessly!
“Here you are, Tick Tock!” called Amy as she threw the carpentry tools into the moat. Tick Tock gratefully cruised towards the tools, got them, then returned to Yosemite Sam and hissed again. Sam got his club out again and whacked Tick Tock repeatedly.
“HOW MANY TIMES DO I…HAVE TO TELL YOU…to…shut…up?” Sam faltered when he saw the tools in Tick Tock’s hands! Tick Tock worked furiously in shortening the stilts. Yosemite Sam quickly turned around in an attempt to get back to the other side before Tick Tock shortened the stilts too much, but he was at Tick Tock’s level by the time he reached the edge of the moat. Tick Tock snapped furiously at his potential snack, tearing Sam’s clothes. “PEEEEEEEETE!” shouted Sam as he got out of the moat and ran away.
“No, no, no, Doc,” replied Bugs on the other end. “It’s SMEEEEEEEE!” He then chuckled to himself. “What a maroon!”
“Pst! PST!” came a voice. The group looked to see a woman with long, blood-red hair. “This way! Your doctor friend said she’s got a show set up!”
“You’re sure?” asked the Second Doctor.
“Positive!” insisted the red-head. “Come on!”
Pete and Yosemite Sam met up in Fantasyland, battered and bruised. “Imma starting to hate mice as well as rabbits!” grumbled Sam.
“Where ARE those rodents anyways?!” snarled Pete. “I oughta-!”
“There you are!” called the Second Doctor’s voice. He and the Fourth Doctor arrived. “We were wondering where you got to!”
“The show’s about to resume,” explained the Fourth Doctor. “Come along!”
“Wh-show?!” yelped Pete as he and Sam were dragged along. They found themselves on a set with four chairs, two of them occupied by Mickey and Bugs, the audience consisting of all the Disney Princesses, both official or otherwise, as well as their main princes and villains as well as any allies or family. The Second and Fourth Doctor then sat next to Amy and Lurra Rus as the present Doctor sat at a desk with cards in her hands and a buzzer sitting by her right hand.
“What in tarnation-?!” spluttered Sam. Music then played and he and Pete sat down in the empty chairs.
“Hello, and welcome back to Whose Line is it Anyway!” the present Doctor said to a camera. “The show where everything’s made up and the points don’t matter! If you’re keeping score at home…must be nice having all that free time on your hands. We’re going to finish out tonight’s episode with a game called Props! The idea is that the contestants will divide into two teams and think of as many things as they can with the props I give them and I’ll buzz them in between when I get the idea of what they’re doing. Bugs and Mickey, come and get your props.” Bugs and Mickey got up and were handed a pair of what looked like flat pink horseshoes. “And Sam and Pete, come and get your prop.” Sam and Pete got a red cone with red tentacles at the circular base. “All right then, we’ll start with…Bugs and Mickey. Take it away.” Mickey put the horseshoes near his mouth to emulate a bill.
“Wabbit theathon!” he said.
“Duck season!” replied Bugs.
“Wabbit theathon!”
“Duck season!” The Doctor pressed the buzzer. Pete then put the prop on the floor, pointy end up.
“We really should have warned the jester about the quicksand,” he said to Yosemite Sam. The Doctor then buzzed. Bugs then put the horseshoes over his feet.
“Hi, I’m Ryan Stiles!” he said. The Doctor buzzed again. Sam held one of the prop’s tentacles in his mouth and put the rest of it under his arm, playing it like a bagpipe with Pete dancing near him. The Doctor buzzed again. Mickey then formed the horseshoes like a toilet seat.
“Honey, put the seat down when you’re done!” he snapped at Bugs. The Doctor buzzed again. Sam then held his prop like an ice cream cone.
“Consarned heat wave, melting my ice cream!” he complained. The Doctor buzzed again. Bugs and Mickey then held their horseshoes to their waists as if they were pants.
“This town ain’t big enough for the two of us!” challenged Mickey with a cowboy drawl. The Doctor buzzed again. Pete then held the prop.
“I’m just going to dissect the creature,” he said, “and-!” He then shoved it onto his face and acted like it was a facehugger. The Doctor buzzed repeatedly, triggering the explosive in the prop and making it blow up in Pete’s face! Pete fell onto Sam, unconscious.
“We’ll be back with more Whose Line is it Anyway! Don’t go away!” finished the Doctor.
Yosemite Sam and Pete were taken into custody by the authorities a while later. “Well, that was exhilarating!” said the present Doctor as everyone returned to the TARDIS.
“Quite a party!” agreed the Second Doctor.
“It’s a shame that the party’s over,” remarked the Fourth Doctor.
“Well, I gotta get back on the road,” said Bugs. “It was nice seeing you again, Doc! Though, I gotta say, one of you is more than enough.” He dug a hole into the ground.
“Hey, take my advice!” called Mickey. “Avoid Albuquerque altogether!” He then turned to the Doctor and her team. “It was nice to finally meet you, Doctor.”
“And you, Mickey,” said the present Doctor. “We’d best dash. Bye now!” Everyone piled into the TARDIS and it took off.
Inside the TARDIS, the present Doctor checked her sonic screwdriver. “…Aha! So that’s where you boys came from! Well, let’s start with the little fellow.”
“Always with the short jokes!” grumbled the Second Doctor. He then relaxed and smiled. “Still, it was nice to meet me.”
“True,” remarked the present Doctor, “but I hope I don’t meet me again.” She pressed a button and the Second Doctor vanished, waving goodbye to everyone. The present Doctor then turned to the Fourth. “You know, you’ve always been a favorite out of all my incarnations.” The Fourth Doctor flashed his signature grin.
“It’s been a splendid time, Doctor. Goodbye!” He then vanished as he readjusted his scarf. Soon, there was just the present Doctor in the TARDIS with her friends.
“…It was nice to walk down memory lane with you, Doctor,” said Amy.
“Yes, but Mickey’s right,” said Lurra Rus. “One Doctor at a time is enough.”
“Quite right,” agreed the Doctor. She then pondered. “…Feels like I’m forgetting something important. …Ah well, I’ll think about it later. For now, we need to track the next chronal surge!”