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“Gramps? Oh god this is it. Oh God, Gran must be here too! C’mon River, get a ruddy grip, you know the plan, Gran only made you repeat it every night for a month! OK, you can do this.”
“Doctor, so good of you to come, Donna, you too, now, you realise I know you but you don’t know me, how it has to be I’m afraid. Let’s avoid the awkward conversations shall we, this Library is infested, Vashta Nerada, their forest was used for the books. Everyone, suits stay on, I’m going to ramp up the mesh density. Stay out of the shadows, they’re deadly. Anita, Other Dave get the lights on, big circle facing out. And Really, Stay. Out. Of. The. Shadows. Doctor I have a device you will give me which will allow for the transfer of the people trapped by the transport devices, we need to get to the core, to access the memory bank. Also we need a way to keep the swarm back while we do this. Gr, uh Donna, would you mind terribly helping Miss Evangelista keep Mr Lux calm, she’s a darling but not the most assertive, he’s likely to get her killed without realising, thank you. Proper Dave if you could call up the main data core we should be able to locate the memory bank and identify a safe path. Doctor, could you start working on a way to modify the sonic to manipulate light frequencies, maybe we can hold the swarm off with that.”
“Oi, where’d you get off blondie, orderin’ me about? ’Ere, where’d you go, I was talking to you! What, no sorry love, not you, nevermind, ruddy spacefolk, what can I do?”
“OK, so you’re from my future?”
“Yup”
“And do I like you then?”
“Love me, always have”
“OK, sooo, why do you call Donna and I Gran and Gramps?”
“No idea, really, misplaced affection for brilliant strangers?”
“Nooo, you’re my Granddaughter, and Donna’s, so we end up together, and have children? Your mother? Father? Oh this is Brilliant, do you know when? Do I ask her or does she ask me? Oh who am I kidding, of course I ask her. Brilliant. Molto Bene. Fantastico!”
“Doctor! Really, after all the lectures I had to sit through on temporal law you WILL do me the decency of shutting up! I’m saying nothing other than what is necessary so stop asking the wrong questions.”
“Right, yes, good, glad you were listening, so wrong questions, what’re the right questions then?”
“How will we transport 4022 people out of the Library before the swarm eats them? What device did you give me? Why did you leave before Mum’s funeral?”
“What? Funeral, who, how, No, Jenny? She survived? Jenny’s alive?, Jenny’s your MUM? Blimey, well, right then, here, setting 634, point and click, well, you know. Where’s this device then? Oh thanks, well, ooh I am good, bio-neural relay mimicking humanoid memory engram patterns, huuuge capacity, beautiful, bellisima! Emergency beacon still transmitting so just tweak this and, there yes, transport vessel arriving in 56 minutes, should be plenty of time, lovely.”
“You done?”
“What, sorry, oh yes, done”
“Right, well, lord know’s how Gran puts up with that all the time? Anyway, thanks, it’s been lovely but we’d best not spend too long chatting, puts things out of whack, yes?”
“Yes, right, wait, one more question, just one, I promise. Are we happy?”
“Always”