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WordGirl (and Doctor Who) in…

THE DALEK INVASION OF LEXICON! (PART 2)

Narrator: Look for the words 'Eccentric' and 'Impair.'

When we last saw WordGirl, she was covered in powdered Lexonite, the substance that impairs her superpowers, by a group of evil creatures known as 'the Daleks.' Assuming her defeated, the Daleks abandoned her in the basement of Zachary Zany's Candy Factory, where she met…

The Narrator was suddenly interrupted by a large amount of water being poured over WordGirl, who was too weak to stand thanks to the nearby Lexonite. She coughed and sputtered, as a nearby person asked her (in a British accent): "Feeling any better?"

…This guy…who calls himself the Doctor…

"Oh, calm down;" said the oddly-dressed man, tossing the bucket he was holding to the side. "She's been covered in powdered Lexonite, so someone's got to wash the stuff off, or else it'll keep on impairing her powers!"

WordGirl groaned.

"Thank me later, Becky. We've got-" the man began to say, when WordGirl suddenly shot up, and asked: "Wait…How ju low my nane?"

"Don't you mean, 'how do I know your name'? I met you before, of course! And as I was saying, we've got-"

I've never seen you before! And I've been following the events of this city for the last few years now!

Captain Huggyface (whose outfit was pretty ruined) screeched something more at the coat-and-scarf wearing man…who responded with: "I'm sorry, but there's not that much time to discuss that now. There's-"

Wait…you can understand him?

"Of course I can understand our mutual primate friend. I'm the Doctor, after all! Now," he said with a hint of irritation in his voice: "if there are any further interruptions, please interrupt me now, because right now, we've got Daleks to fight! And thank you for finally letting me say that!"

"You're pretty…oh, what's the word…." WordGirl struggled to say.

You trying to say 'eccentric?'

"Yeah. Thanks."

Captain Huggyface looked at the Doctor, and screeched something at him, earning this response: "I know, but washing it off was only the first step! We also need to get her away from the Lexonite itself! And we would've gotten around to that sooner had I not been constantly interrupted…"

Yeah…Sorry about that, mister…-

"Please, call me 'The Doctor.'" the Doctor insisted. "Anyway, Captain Huggyface, could you help me get Becky back to the TARDIS?" he asked, earning a confused-sounding screech from the monkey.

"What do you mean, you don't-oh, right…would you like a jelly baby?" the Doctor asked all of a sudden, to which Captain Huggyface replied with an enthusiastic screech. Smiling at the appreciation, the Doctor quickly produced a small piece of candy from his coat.

Meanwhile, across town…

In an abandoned warehouse across the edge of town, several humans moved pieces of equipment back and forth across the central room. In the center, there stood a large glowing machine with lots of tubes connected to it, which led to pumps and mixers scattered around the room. And scattered all over the room, their eyestalks trained on the humans constantly, were the Daleks.

"THE PROJECT IS NEARING FIFTY PERCENT COMPLETION, DALEK SUPREME!" stated a Dalek, addressing a fellow Dalek with an entirely black color scheme.

"THE WORKERS MUST ACCELERATE THEIR PROGRESS!" the Dalek Supreme shouted, shaking as it did: "THE DALEK ARTIFACTS OF PLANET LEXICON MUST BE RECOVERED! EVERY SECOND OF DELAY IS A SECOND CLOSER TO THE ARTIFACTS BEING DISCOVERED BY THE LEXICONIANS, AND DESTROYED!"

"WE SHALL DESTROY THE LEXICONIANS FIRST!" the other Dalek proudly declared. "WE ARE THE DALEKS! WE ARE INVINCIBLE! WE ARE UNSTOPPABLE! WE ARE-"

(CRASH!) "MY VISION IS IMPAIRED! I CANNOT SEE! MY VISION IS IMPAIRED! I CANNOT SEEEEE!" the Dalek shouted desperately, shaking its eyestalk back and forth in an attempt to shake off the chemicals that had suddenly covered its single eye.

Meanwhile, the human worker who had accidentally bumped into the barrels that contained those chemicals (causing them to burst and spill their contents all over the Dalek) looked at what he did, and gained a frightened expression on his face. Underneath the strain of the massive machine part he was holding, he barely managed to say: "Wait! I didn't mean it! Please just-"

"CONTINUE YOUR WORK! PUNISHMENT FOR YOUR MISTAKE IS NOT OUR TOP PRIORITY NOW! CONTINUE YOUR WORK NOW, OR ELSE!" exclaimed the Dalek Supreme. The frightened worker quickly obeyed, stumbling around under his heavy load.

Afterwards, the Dalek Supreme turned to another Dalek, and shouted: "DALEK UNIT S315! ESCORT THE IMPAIRED DALEK TO THE REPAIR STATION!"

"I OBEY!" it replied, and began to guide the blinded Dalek towards the repair station.

Just then, the Dalek Supreme heard one of the humans say: "Man, at least Zachary Zany was just eccentric; these guys are downright crazy!"

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" shouted the now-angry Dalek Supreme.

"Nothing!"

Meanwhile, back in the basement of Zachary Zany's Candy Factory…

"Here we are, Huggy! There's the TARDIS!" exclaimed the Doctor.

Captain Huggyface set down WordGirl (who was far enough away from the lexonite now to walk on her own), and took a peek at what the Doctor was pointing to…and he saw, in the middle of a small clearing, a blue phone booth with the words 'Police Public Call Box'!

"What's that supposed to be?" asked WordGirl, now speaking clearly.

To that question, the Doctor responded: "It's my TARDIS, of course! That stands for 'Time and Relative Dimensions in Space', by the way. Its how I get around the universe; you could call it my spaceship!"

This only increased the shocked expression on the two superheroes' faces. Captain Huggyface screeched at the Doctor, who responded with: "The answer, my furry friend, is that it isn't a typical spaceship, like your hideout…it's also a time machine!"

….

WordGirl and Captain Huggyface burst into a fit of laughter. "Hahahaha!...Oh man, you really are eccentric!"

"Excuse me?" asked the Doctor, his tone not revealing whether he was curious or insulted.

"Well," WordGirl began, "the word 'eccentric' is used to describe odd or unusual behavior patterns in people. Not many people would equate 'telephone booth' with 'time machine,' but you do! Hence, eccentric!"

The Doctor looked at WordGirl intently…and then said: "Well, at least your vocabulary powers are no longer impaired, that's a good sign. Hang on a second; there's something I need to do." Having said that, he entered the blue box, and closed the door behind him.

The Doctor didn't come out for a few minutes. It didn't take long for WordGirl and Captain Huggyface to become bored. They sat down, and WordGirl started talking:

"Bob, do you really think this guy knows what he's doing? He really is pretty eccentric."

(Monkey screeching)

"Yeah, I guess you're right. He did know it was lexonite, even though we never told him about it." Just then, WordGirl asked: "How long did those Daleks search before they found that Lexonite? It's one of the rarest substances of all, because all of it comes from Lexicon!"

(Monkey screeching)

"Mhm," WordGirl nodded. But then, she suddenly sighed. "You know, Huggy? I just realized that I never really put much thought into what my life could've been…had I not left Lexicon. What is the planet like? What are the people like? Will I ever answer these questions?"

In response, Captain Huggyface put his arm over her shoulders, and screeched something to her in a quiet, reassuring tone.

"Thanks Bob," WordGirl said, feeling better now. "Besides," she continued, "If we don't stop the Daleks, I'll never get the answers anyway!"

Just then, the doors to the blue box opened up, and the Doctor walked out, wearing a large hat in addition to his other attire. "Good news, Becky!" he exclaimed: "I found it!"

"Found what?"

"The Dalek hideout of course!" exclaimed the Doctor.

…

"Well, technically, the TARDIS scanners found them. Come on in! Best way through the doors of a Dalek fortress is behind them, as I always say!" And with that, the Doctor re-entered the box, leaving the door open.

WordGirl, instead of following him, stared after him in confusion: "How do you expect all of us to fit in there?" she asked…to which there was no answer.

At last, WordGirl's curiosity got the better of her. She walked up to the doors of the phone booth…and walked inside, with Captain Huggyface directly behind.

What she saw inside completely defied all reason.

She was standing inside a house-sized room, much bigger than the box containing it. Odd lighting fixtures covered the walls of this room, providing a soft yet bearable light all over. The walls themselves, along with the floors and ceiling, were eggshell white. And the middle of this impossible clearing, there was a table-like machine with levers, knobs, and buttons all over its angled surface.

As WordGirl and Captain Huggyface stared in wonder, the Doctor walked up next to them, and said: "Well, what do you think? Isn't she beautiful?"

"….How…?" was all WordGirl could manage to say.

The Doctor paused for a second…before saying "You mean to say I forgot to mention that the TARDIS is bigger on the inside than it is on the outside? How could that have slipped my mind?"

Finally, WordGirl shook her head. Ignoring the impossibly big room around her, she walked up to the Doctor and said: "Okay, mister. First, you know my secret identity. Second, you know how to talk to Captain Huggyface even though only I can understand him. Third, your little box is supposedly a spaceship, and a time machine, and also bigger on the inside? Are you going to tell me how all of these things are possible?"

The harsh tone of her voice shocked the Doctor. He stood there with an open mouth…then sighed, and in a slightly dejected tone, he said: "I'm sorry. I tend to get carried away at times. I was so focused on stopping the Daleks, I almost forgot about everything else! You don't know me yet, and that's impairing our ability to work together! And I didn't realize that! I'm so terribly sorry, Becky."

WordGirl, who had calmed down a little, touched the Doctor's hand, saying "That's OK…Still, I really would like some answers as soon as possible. Then, we can go find the Daleks and save the world, since I'll know how to work with you by then."

These words returned a smile to the Doctor's face. "All right then," he said, "it's answer time! Here, sit down, and have a jelly baby."

Once WordGirl was seated, and enjoying the piece of candy she was given, the Doctor began.

"My name is the Doctor, but for convenience's sake, you can call me 'Doctor.' I'm a Time Lord, from the Planet Gallifrey. The people living there developed TARDIS technology to travel throughout time and space. The hardware takes up a lot of space, so they developed a way to squeeze everything inside a relatively small shell-the result is the 'bigger on the inside' effect."

"Now, I've met you before…but in your future. You told me your name then, and that's how I know your name now; because in my past, I visited your future."

"As for our mutual pilot friend, Captain Huggyface, I am fluent in four billion languages and counting. Of course I speak monkey."

"Now for the Daleks: I've met them several times in the past, present, and future. I was there when they first emerged from below the hills of Planet Skaro, planning to take over the universe. They are my greatest enemy, and I try to thwart them wherever, and whenever, I meet them."

"And now that I've answered your questions, Becky, I ask you this: Are you ready to save both Earth, and Lexicon, from the evil of the Daleks?"

This, WordGirl knew the answer to: "Yes. And please, I'd prefer if you called me WordGirl."

"Very well, if you insist." said the Doctor. No sooner had he said that, then he dashed over to the machine in the center of the room, and started pushing buttons and pulling levers all over the panels as fast as he could. A red glowing column rose from the center of this machine, and started flashing.

Just as WordGirl was about to ask the Doctor what he was doing, suddenly the entire room started shaking! She and Huggy desperately held onto whatever bolted-down objects they could, as a loud sound (somewhere between a creaking door and whooshing wind) echoed throughout the large room, in time with the flashing of the central machine.

And then, just as suddenly as it began, it stopped.

The glowing column sank back into the machine, and the Doctor sighed in relief.

"Oh," he said, looking at a frazzled WordGirl, "in case you're wondering what just happened, I just moved the TARDIS into the Dalek hideout! And…" he said, looking in a screen on the central machine, "it doesn't look like they're expecting company! Very little guards!"

WordGirl shook her head (to stop the room from spinning), and said: "Wait…you moved it…just like that?"

"Yep!" the Doctor proclaimed enthusiastically, before walking over to the main entrance, and saying: "See for yourself!" And with that, he opened the door.

Sure enough, outside wasn't the dark pile of rubble they were expecting, but rather, the dusty boiler room of an abandoned warehouse.

Well, I gotta say; this guy may be eccentric, but he gets the job done.

"Yeah. Thanks, Doctor! I think we can take it from here, though." And having said that, WordGirl picked up Captain Huggyface, rose up off the ground in flight, and coiled her body up in readiness for a super-speed flight…

…when suddenly the Doctor barred the doorway, saying: "Hold on a second, WordGirl: As soon as the Daleks know you're coming, they'll start putting lexonite in every nook and cranny! And you know how well you do against them with your superpowers impaired!"

"Oh yeah, right!" WordGirl noted. "Thanks, Doctor."

"You're welcome. Now, what we need, so we can stop them without getting impaired, is-"

What we need is the definition of 'impaired'; I don't know if there will be enough time once the action starts!

"Oh, well then;" WordGirl began, "to 'impair' means 'to make or cause to become worse,' 'to weaken or damage,' or 'to lessen in ability, value, excellence, and so on.' Lexonite takes away my powers, so it weakens me, and lessens my abilities, and makes me worse! That means, it 'impairs' my powers!"

"And your ability to stop the Daleks," remarked the Doctor. "So we need to find a way to stop their plans without them seeing you, and getting the lexonite out."

"Yeah."

"…Are you sure you don't want to call in any backup?"

"Who would I ask to help, Doctor? Aside from me, it's mostly citizens and supervillains in this town!"

"Well, there is that 'Tobey' kid. Never enough young eccentric geniuses around, and he'd definitely lend a robotic hand if you asked nicely…" the Doctor noted with a smirk.

"Not you too, Doctor!" exclaimed an exasperated (and blushing) WordGirl, who really didn't like thinking about Tobey.

"I'm just saying; he's pretty devoted. Now, without his help, it's just the three of us, and if the Daleks see us-"

Suddenly, monkey screeches interrupted the Doctor mid-sentence. Instantly, both WordGirl's and the Doctor's faces lit up in inspiration. "Of Course!" exclaimed WordGirl: "What if they don't see us?"

"Or," the Doctor suggested, "What if they don't see?"

Later that day…

A Dalek glided across the floor of an isolated hallway, with purpose known only to its fellow Daleks. Its single eye was trained on the path ahead of it, unaware of the red-clothed figure hiding behind a lighting fixture on the ceiling.

Suddenly, a sound above it caused it to look up…and all it saw was some kind of red, gooey substance, which quickly was smeared all over its eye.

"MY VISION IS IMPAIRED! I CANNOT SEE! MY VISION IS IMPAIRED! I CANNOT SEEEEE!" shouted the Dalek, as WordGirl floated above him and giggled under her breath.

*(one scene transition later)*

The Dalek's shouting was heard amid the hustle of the main room. As soon as the sound reached the black-painted Dalek Supreme, it turned towards two idle Daleks, and shouted: "A DALEK HAS BEEN ATTACKED IN THE CORRIDOR! INVESTIGATE!"

"I OBEY!" replied the Daleks, which started gliding off towards the sound of the shouting.

Just then, from another corridor, came the same kind of shouting: "MY VISION IS IMPAIRED! I CANNOT SEE! MY VISION IS IMPAIRED! I CANNOT SEEEEEE!"

"A DALEK HAS BEEN ATTACKED IN THE OTHER CORRIDOR!" exclaimed the Dalek Supreme again, this time to two more Daleks. "INVESTIGATE!"

"I OBEY!"

*(one scene transition later)*

Captain Huggyface quickly clambered back up to the ceiling, leaving the freshly-blinded Dalek to spin around in desperation, trying in vain to shake off the red goo that covered its single eye. "MY VISION IS IMPAAIIRRRREEED!" the Dalek continued to shout.

Eventually, two Daleks glided towards their comrade, and were readying their plunger-arms to attempt to remove the goo on its eye…when suddenly, a large net fell on top of the three Daleks!

"ALERT! I CANNOT MOVE! I CANNOT MOVE!" they shouted as Huggy pressed the communicator on his belt, and screeched into it.

"Good job, Huggy! I got three more of them on my end!" proclaimed WordGirl through the communicator.

"Well done, you two!" exclaimed the Doctor's electronic voice: "Having just taken six of them out of the picture, the rest of the Daleks should be confused, but only for a short while. Fortunately, that should be all I will require…"

"Good Luck, Doctor!"

*(one scene transition later)*

The supreme Dalek heard the echoing cries of "I CANNOT MOVE!" and " MY VISION IS IMPAIRED! I CANNOT SEE!" all around him. It didn't take long for the black-coated villain to put the pieces together.

"WE HAVE AN INTRUDER!" it shouted: "SEEK OUT THE INTRUDER! SEEK OUT, AND EXTERMINATE!"

"I OBEY!" replied several of the Daleks, who quickly spread out across the warehouse. The Dalek Supreme ordered the remainder: "DOUBLE ALL EFFORTS ON THE TRANSPORTER DEVICE! THE ARTIFACTS ON PLANET LEXICON STILL REMAIN TOP PRIORITY!"

The Daleks nodded their eyestalks in understanding, and turned away to their duties…but one stayed, saying: "THE HUMANS HAVE NEARLY COMPLETED THEIR TASKS. WHAT ARE WE TO DO WITH THEM WHEN THEY ARE FINISHED?"

"THEY ARE TO TEST THE DEVICE, TO ENSURE IT IS SAFE FOR DALEK USE!" answered the Dalek Supreme.

"UNDERSTOOD!" acknowledged the Dalek, which returned to its duties.

As soon as no one was looking, the Doctor poked his head out from behind a pipe. Whispering to himself, "I doubt anyone would want to find out what would happen if that 'transporter' was unsafe!" he continued his sneaking, waiting for the prisoners to be rounded up.

Soon enough, the Daleks gathered up their prisoners, and herded them all against this one section of the warehouse…which the Doctor noted was right up against a garage-style door, and surrounded on both sides by barrels of unused chemicals! And, to top it off, only one Dalek was watching the prisoners! Thinking quickly, the Doctor pulled a small bag out of his pocket, and tossed it to the far end of the room.

The Dalek guard turned towards the noise, shouted: "INTRUDER DETECTED! INTRUDER DETECTED!" and moved towards where it thought the 'intruder' was.

The Doctor wasted no time; as soon as the Dalek wasn't looking, he tiptoed into the prisoner-clearing, and whispered: "Alright, you lot! You ready to escape, and go back to your old eccentric boss, Zachary Zany?"

"How? Those guys are everywhere!"

"They're not looking outside! They won't expect you to just walk out that door behind you!"

The Doctor's words caused them all to look behind them, and then look back at the Doctor, as one of them said: "It's locked!"

"Oh don't worry; that's nothing a sonic screwdriver won't fix," said the Doctor calmly. And before bothering to explain what he meant, he pushed through the crowd, crouched down at the door, and pulled out a little metal tube from his pocket. He pointed it at the locking mechanism, and pressed the button; the tube suddenly produced a high-pitched sound, which was then followed by a noticeable 'click!' The Doctor then followed that up by grabbing the handles, and lifting it over his head!

"Hurry!" he exclaimed as he held the door up, "there's no way they could fail to notice that!"

(As the doctor exclaimed that, one of the Daleks turned its eyestalk away from a bag of spilled jelly babies to the raised garage door.)

The workers didn't need to be told twice. They rushed out of the door, and out of sight.

"There," the Doctor said to himself, "The prisoners are free. Now to-"

"HALT!" the Dalek voice behind him interrupted. "THE OTHERS MAY HAVE ESCAPED, BUT YOU WILL NOT!"

"Good!" exclaimed the Doctor, surprising the Dalek: "I haven't stopped your evil plan yet! Call me crazy (I prefer eccentric, though), but I am staying right here!"

…

After the Dalek got over the shock of being talked back to, it exclaimed: "THERE IS ONLY ONE WHO SPEAKS TO THE DALEKS THAT WAY…ATTENTION ALL DALEKS! THE INTRUDER HAS BEEN IDENTIFIED! IT IS THE DOCTOR!"

"Ah! Finally, we are met! By the way, you owe me a new bag of jelly babies!" the Doctor joked.

"YOUR INTERFERENCE IS OF NO CONSEQUENCE, DOCTOR! SOON, OUR TRANSPORTER WILL BE FUNCTIONAL, AND SINCE YOU FREED THE PRISONERS, YOU SHALL TEST IT IN THEIR PLACE!"

"Ah, so that's what you think will happen today!"

"IT IS WHAT WE KNOW WILL HAPPEN TODAY! THERE IS NO POSSIBLE WAY THE PLAN OF THE DALEKS CAN FAIL!"

"We'll see."

*(one scene transition later)*

The Doctor stood at the foot of a massive machine, surrounded by every single functioning Dalek in the warehouse (there were about twenty, not counting the missing six). Around four of these villainous creatures had their weapons pointed at the Doctor, ensuring he wouldn't try to escape.

The Dalek Supreme, once it was sure the Doctor was not a threat, shouted: "ENERGIZE THE CHEMICALS! ACTIVATE THE TRANSPORTER!"

"WE OBEY!" replied three of the Daleks, who placed their plunger arms on some kind of control panel, and gave the knobs a twist.

Instantly, the machine came to life. The pumps around the room started pumping, causing chemicals of all kinds to flow through the pipes into the central machine. Arcs of electricity flowed around the outside, and red energy poured out of the tiny openings.

Eventually, a side of the machine peeled itself open, revealing a swirling storm of violent liquid and energy, through which a hazy image appeared: a red desert with star-decorated yellow buildings in the distance. The Doctor recognized it instantly: "Planet Lexicon."

"INDEED, DOCTOR! NOW, YOU SHALL STEP INTO THE TRANSPORTER, SO YOU MAY REVEAL WHETHER OR NOT IT IS SAFE!"

"And if it is?"

"THEN WE SHALL ENTER OURSELVES, RECOVER THE DALEK ARTIFACTS, AND EXTERMINATE THE LEXICONIANS!"

"Oh really? You think you can exterminate them?" the Doctor asked. After it seemed that the Daleks were confused as to what he meant, he continued: "I mean, you couldn't even exterminate a lexiconian child! You couldn't even do it when her powers were impaired by your lexonite!"

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"

"Not what; who!" exclaimed the Doctor.

And before the Daleks could ask a follow-up question, a red streak of light suddenly zoomed through the room, and pressed a bunch of the buttons on the machine at the same time! The image of Lexicon in the swirling vortex faded away, and the machine closed up its side.

"THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!" shouted the Dalek Supreme, who then turned to the Doctor. "WHATEVER YOU DID TO OUR TRANSPORTER, DOCTOR, IT IS YOUR LAST ACT OF INTERFERENCE! DALEKS, EXTERMINATE THE DOCTOR! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!"

Before that command could be obeyed, the red streak swooped down, and hoisted the Doctor out of harms way! When the eccentric man was hidden behind a wall of chemical barrels, the streak reappeared, stopped moving, and said: "Hey! Did you miss me?"

"IT IS THE LEXICONIAN, WORDGIRL! PREPARE THE LEXONITE!"

"I OBEY!" shouted one of the Daleks, which raised its plunger arm to reveal a familiar container…

(SPLAT!) "MY VISION IS IMPAIRED! I CANNOT SEE! MY VISION IS IMPAIRED! I CANNOT SEEEEE!" the Dalek shouted desperately, shaking its eyestalk back and forth in an attempt to shake off the red goo that had suddenly covered its single eye.

Captain Huggyface (who had tossed the goo onto the Dalek when it revealed itself) gave WordGirl an 'all clear' screech, and then ducked back behind a chemical barrel.

"Thanks, Huggy! Now then, Daleks…where were we?"

"…EXTERMINATE WORDGIRL! EXTERMINATE WORDGIRL!"

"Oh yeah! That's it!" she exclaimed; and with that, she flew straight at the Daleks, dodging their raygun-shots with her super speed…and tying up all their raygun arms in knots!

"Well done, WordGirl!" exclaimed the Doctor proudly, stepping out from behind cover along with Huggy; "You've stopped the Daleks! Although you were cutting it rather close there…"

"Hey, you're the eccentric genius who made the whole thing possible! That glue from Aldebaran really did the trick on those Dalek's eyes! And if Captain Huggyface wasn't on the lookout for that Dalek with the lexonite, I wouldn't have been able to do it in the first place!"

"Yes, we both deserve a little of the credit too, I suppose," stated the Doctor, who didn't seem so reluctant to accept credit. "…anyway, what shall we do with these Daleks?"

The three heroes entered a huddle…and the Daleks strained their 'ears' trying to hear what their enemies were planning.

Eventually, the three broke the huddle, and got to work. The Doctor and Huggy went to the control panel for the Dalek transporter machine, while WordGirl gathered up all the Daleks into one area of the floor. One minute of tinkering later, and Huggy turned the machine on.

Just like before, the machine opened up, and revealed the vortex…but this time, the image wasn't of Planet Lexicon, but of an area of empty space! The Daleks realized this, and started to panic-

…but before anything could be done, WordGirl picked them all up (in a huge pile, with her super-strength), and tossed them into the machine, shouting: "Have a nice trip!"

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" the Daleks screamed, as they were sucked out into space.

(1 minute later, somewhere in space)

"WELL, THIS IS A PROBLEM."

"QUIET."

(1 minute ago, back on earth)

WordGirl, Captain Huggyface, and the Doctor walked back to the TARDIS, having just destroyed the Dalek machine.

"Well, the Daleks are defeated, and the day is saved! Time for us to get back to our regular lives, eh, WordGirl?"

WordGirl nodded.

"Right…" he said, as he put a key into the door of the blue box…but then he turned back to WordGirl, and said: "I don't suppose I could ask you to come with me, even though this is a time machine-we may be back before you leave!"

WordGirl thought about it for a second…and then said: "Nah. I just don't see myself leaving! This is the home I chose for myself, after all!"

"Suit yourself," sighed the Doctor. "But, I shall come back here someday; you are so much fun to work with, WordGirl. You too, Captain Huggyface!"

Captain Huggyface gained an 'aw shucks' face, as WordGirl responded: "You too, Doctor! You may be one of the most eccentric people I've met, but still I'm glad to call you…my friend."

With a nod, and a heartfelt smile, the Doctor opened the door and stepped inside. Within seconds, a light on top of the box started flashing, that familiar 'whooshing' sound came up again, and the TARDIS slowly faded from sight.

The superhero and her sidekick turned around as well…and then WordGirl slapped herself in the face! "Oh, come on!" she exclaimed, "I forgot to ask him what Planet Lexicon was like!"

Captain Huggyface screeched, pointing to the area of the ground where the TARDIS used to be…and where there was now a blue envelope.

WordGirl picked it up, and inside was a note saying:

In case you wanted to ask me what your home planet, Lexicon, was like; you'll find out soon enough, and I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise. Just keep being the superhero, keep living your normal lives as Becky and Bob Botsford, and let it come to you.

-The Doctor.

As she read it, her smile returned to her face as thoughts of things to come flew around in her head….and eventually, she said: "C'mon, Bob; I think we've kept our normal lives waiting long enough."

And so, with a little help from the eccentric Doctor, WordGirl defeated the Daleks and saved the world.

Unless your TV (or internet) reception is impaired, be sure to check out the next amazing, colossal, out-of-this-world adventure of WORDGIRL!

And thus another great Wordgirl story comes to a close...and, hopefully, a good Doctor Who story as well.

Did you enjoy this chapter as well as the first? Be sure to let me know!

Oh, and this won't be the last of these crossovers! Stay tuned for more!