Summary: The Doctor confronts what's lurking in the warehouse.
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The girls caught up to the Doctor just outside of the warehouse.
"Donna? Other...Donna? What are you two doing here? I told you to stay behind. And where do you keep getting those muffins from?"
The younger girl smiled smugly as her counterpart replied, "Well, you don't honestly expect us to stay behind."
The Doctor muttered something derogatory about humans under his breath before waving them along beside him.
"Now be careful!" he said, "And don't wander off!"
The Doctor opened the door, and they snuck inside. The warehouse was deserted, almost every trace of the party that had raged were gone. The door swung shut behind them, leaving the room scarily dark.
"Doctor!" the younger voice cried out.
"Just a second," he said, fiddling with his sonic screwdriver. The whirring briefly interrupted the deep silence before the room erupted in light.
Standing in the middle of the room was a woman wearing a clingy grey dress.
"Thank you, Doctor," she said, "For returning my parts to me." She snapped her fingers and four new Donnas came behind them, restraining the other Donnas.
"Let them go!" the Doctor said.
"I think not. Take them to the machine and prepare it for me."
"Cream. Cheese." the Donnas said monotonously, marching off, completely ignoring the other two's protests.
"You've hypnotised them."
"Of course, after the last one escaped. Plus, the incessant chatter was getting irksome."
"Give them back. Whatever you're planning won't work anyway."
"Au contraire, my plan is nearly foolproof, and, at any rate, so close to completion that nothing could be done to stop me."
"I wouldn't bet on that."
"Doctor, attempting to thwart me would be hardly possible. Once those two are placed in the Blinovich Maximiser, I will be able to harness the energy expelled by their contact and put it to... good use."
"Good use? By putting two identical people, technically from different times, in direct contact with each other, you could tear a hole in the universe!"
"Please, you insult me. The machine has put this all into consideration. All side effects are contained in the machine and converted to energy."
"You'll kill them."
"Of course. The clones will, unfortunately, be only good for one use, but I intend to get maximum effects from the original Miss Noble."
"You can't do this," the Doctor said as they heard the whirring sound of a machine starting up. The lady smirked.
"And you, dear Doctor, can't stop me."