It was Christmas Eve, and a one man Cybercraft headed for a certain house in
England.
The plan was simple. The house was occupied by a senior UNIT officer, Winifred
Bambera, and her family. The single Cyberman in the craft was to storm the
house, kill everyone except the officer, and download as much information as
possible before taking her back to the mothership for Cyber-conversion.
The plan did *not* involve a man in 19th-century clothing with shoulder-length
hair standing at the gate. In his hand he held a string bag.
"Ah, there you are." the man said. "Now, what I'd do, if I were you, was get
back in your ship and never try this again." He tossed the bag gently into the
air. The Cyberman's visual receptors never left it. "You can see what's in the
bag, and you know what I can do. I'm only letting you go because it's the human
season of goodwill to all."
There was a moment's pause. Then the Cyberman fled.
The roar of the craft taking off roused the house. "Doctor, what the *hell* is
going on?" demanded Bambera.
"I've no idea." the Doctor lied. "Chocolate coin? The foil's a bit tricky..."
Written for the "Gold" challenge.
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Dave
The Official Absentee of EU Skiffeysoc
http://www.eusa.ed.ac.uk/societies/sesoc
Joe: What do you think *you* can do?
The Doctor: Resist them. Surprise them. Oh, and possibly perform a few show
tunes.
-Doctor Who: Scream of the Shalka