To make rewriting that bit easier, perhaps the Reader and the Librarian (heh, fitting) doubled up in the Reader's miraculously fixed TARDIS?

I loved this! Aside from the colour mixup and the fact that Nine should be younger than Eleven since that's how numbers work, it was fantastic and amazing and geroni-- wait.

Time to go write some bonus scenes and stuff!

But that made me giggle like an idiot for five minutes straight. Two nitpicks, though: the Librarian does not use contractions, and he's the Jade Warden, not the Citrine Theorist.

First of all, yes, the Reader does have a TARDIS. For the sake of this writing, we'll say that it's been completely fixed, or at least fixed enough that this operation is possible.

Second--Wobbles, the Reader is the Citrine Theorist/Yellow, not the Librarian.

And now to comments--all of this is awesome, most especially the Notary and her TARDIS. And I may have read the last three entries in reverse order due to the fact that I didn't check the thread often enough to realize there were new posts...I kind of thought this was some sort of AU!

Well done, everyone :)

~DF

/Fearn and Lat materialize in the middle of the Continuity Council's meeting room. Morgan rolls her eyes and reaches for a panel of buttons by her seat./

Fearn: HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE? YOU WERE GIVEN THE HUMAN FACTOR!

Lat: AND IS NOT BETRAYAL HU-MAN?

/Morgan frowns, and refrains from pushing any buttons; the Fisherman lets his head land on the table with a thump. The Reader seems rather frightened, while the Librarian and the Notary are simply exchanging glances. The Disentangler is laughing quietly, while the Agent has acquired popcorn and is slowly eating it./

Morgan: I don't get it. What exactly is going on?

Fearn: SILENCE! THIS IS NOT A MATTER FOR THE TIME LORDS!

Lat: THE TIME LORDS WILL BURN AS YOU WILL BURN, DALEK FEARN! IN RECRUITING US YOU HAVE MADE A GI-ANT MISTAKE!

Reader: Um, is anyone else worried about this?

Librarian: I sincerely hope we do not need to be...

*

/The Reader, the Agent, and the Disentangler stand in the otherwise deserted Council meeting room. They have been there for several minutes already, pacing as they talk/argue./

Reader: You let them build parts of HQ in the Howling?

Agent: Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.

Reader: How could that possibly have seemed like a good idea? /pause/ ...How did they even manage it? It's...it's the Howling, it--that should be impossible!

Disentangler: The PPC is good at doing the impossible. /pause/ So are Time Lords, actually. Come on, Reader, where's your sense of adventure?

Reader: /coldly/ It died on Gallifrey, as did everyone I knew.

Disentangler: Well, you're quite the cheerful one, aren't you?

Agent: /quietly/ Lachesis.

/The Agent and the Disentangler exchange looks/

Agent: Whatever we think of one another, the fact remains that we have to get the rest of the Council back.

Disentangler: Even the Notary? /despite her words, she begins to walk towards the corner which holds her TARDIS/

Reader: /stiffly/ Especially the Notary. I'm fairly sure she's the only one who would ever have bothered to learn enough fine print to talk down a murderous group of lawyers. We may not like her much, but...we're going to need her.

Disentangler: Well, I guess we'd better get going, then.

*

1st Doctor: Well, you seem to have made rather a mess of things, hmm?

/The Continuity Council of Gallifrey stares at him, and then all begin to shout at once. The various overturned Daleks in the room join in, demanding that they be placed upright once more./

((hey, I never said I'd expand them all that much... :D))

*

Morgan: Notary! No!

11th Doctor: My TARDIS! She took my TARDIS!

((actually, I never said I'd even expand all of them. This one is staying as-is, due to my current lack of inspiration for expanding it.))

*

9th Doctor: I still can't believe these new Daleks are as 'friendly' as you think.

Lat: YOU ARE COR-RECT

Fearn: NO HE IS NOT!

Lat: WE ARE THE DALEKS! WE ARE NOT FRIENDLY!

Fearn: WE HAVE THE HUMAN FACTOR! WE MAY NOT BE NICE BUT WE ARE CERTAINLY NOT WHAT THE DALEKS ONCE WERE!

Lat: THAT MUST CHANGE, DALEK FEARN! IT WILL CHANGE, AND WE WILL BE THE SUPREME RULERS OF THE UNIVERSE ONCE AGAIN! ONLY THIS TIME WE WILL REIGN OVER THE MULTIVERSE!

Fearn: THAT IS NOT OUR WAY, DALEK LAT! IT--

9th Doctor: /to Time Lords/ You see? Daleks can't be trusted!

Morgan: Fearn can.

*

Librarian: I believe we have all been labouring under a misapprehension. This is not the Doctor.

'Doctor': Oh, well done! /sneers/ Took you long enough. How you could ever mistake me for that bleeding heart--

Notary: By the authority of the Continuity Council of Gallifrey, I command you to surrender yourself to our judgement and, as you are under our jurisdiction due either to your species or merely to the fact that you are trespassing on our auditorium, I furthermore demand that you explain--

'Doctor': Does she ever shut up? /Draws something weapon-like/

Morgan: /blasts the weapon out of his hand/ Not usually. We're looking into duct tape.

Agent: He seems familiar...anyone have a clue who he is?

/several Time Lords open their mouths to speak, but the 'Doctor' gets there first/

'Doctor': I'm the Master, you imbeciles.

/silence/

Librarian: There must be some mistake...

Morgan: I distinctly remember him being Time Locked, along with the Lord President and the High Council.

Disentangler: He does have a tendency to keep turning up, though. Maybe this really is him?

Agent: How would he have got through the Time Lock, though?

Fisherman: I don't think that's the question we should be asking--especially considering that 'plothole' is probably the answer. What we should be asking is, why does he look like the Doctor's twelfth incarnation?

Reader: We also need to know what he's doing here, don't forget that!

Morgan: No one's forgetting that, but Fish does raise a good point. /to the Master/ Why do you look like the Doctor?

Master: /scowls/

*

9th Doctor: Who's going to stop me? You?

Morgan: Yes. [Shoots him]

/the Doctor falls/

Reader: /quietly/ I'm not sure that was the best idea, Tigereye Castellan.

Morgan: I'm charged with protecting--

Reader: /still quietly/ He was about to save all your lives, you understand.

Disentangler: /raises eyebrows/ Our lives? How about yours?

Reader: /to Morgan/ You've taken me in here, and for that...I can't possibly be grateful. I never wanted to be a part of your Council, and I still don't. The only reason I've stayed this long is so I could set up my plan--my scheme, if you will.

Fisherman: What kind of scheme are we talking about here?

Disentangler: /mutters/ If she starts monologuing, I'm going to--

Reader: Don't be daft, I don't do monologues. Not like this, anyway. Too cliche, and ridiculous to boot. Not to mention the bit where I'm not a villain.

Notary: Are you certain of that? You certainly appear to be doing a marvellous job of impersonating one.

Reader: /smiles/ That's because you're still missing information. I'm the Onyx Monitor as well as the Citrine Theorist, remember?

Agent: What's that got to do with anything?

Reader: Your villain, the one the Doctor was going to save you from? She's one of the newer PPC Time Lords, one I've been keeping an eye on.

Morgan: /frowns/ Which one?

Reader: She's been going by Wanda. And she's got some ideas that, well, aren't quite what we, the renegades of Gallifrey, have been holding as right. /pause/ She's been causing the quakes. She wants to destroy HQ--destroy the multiverse--get rid of all the enemies, and of all physical form...

Notary: /sharply/ You mean to say she plans ascension?

Reader: Got it in one. /to Morgan/ Thanks for shooting the Doctor; he's one less person for me to deal with. As for all of you--you'll be staying here. This is on me, and I'll be fixing it.

Fisherman: We're not letting you deal with a threat to the entire world alone, are you--

/general shouting/

Librarian: /still shouting/ Why should you be the one to--

Reader: /shouts/ Because I'm the Onyx Monitor, not you lot, and I brought her here in the first place!

/further shouting, until--/

Fisherman: Um, guys? /finds Morgan's voice amplifier/ UM, GUYS? HAS ANYONE SEEN THE DOCTOR?

/silence falls, but is quickly followed by frantic discussion and searching. In the commotion, the Reader slips out of the auditorium and locks the door behind her. She stands still for several moments before preparing to put the entire room in stasis.../

*

((in which I take on the challenge of writing a character who we've seen for all of a minute. Should be fun.))

12th Doctor: Kidneys! I've got new- wait. Something's wrong.

Disentangler: Yeah, no kidding.

12th Doctor: I don't know you, do I? /peers at her/ How did you get off Gallifrey?

Clara: Doctor? What's going on?

12th Doctor: I don't know yet. Let's wait and find ou--

Notary: Take that, callous renegade! Besmircher of reality-- /swings sword at the Fisherman/

Fisherman: I'll kill you, just see if I don't! /blocks the Notary's sword, and then swings at her. Neither Time Lord shows much sign of finesse or technique/ Down with your paperwork--

Librarian: /somewhat sheepishly/ It isn't always like this. Really.

Clara: Haven't you got someone in charge?

Agent: She's over there. /points at Morgan/ She's a bit dazed right now, but I'm sure she'll be ready to fend off the next Dalek attack soon enough.

12th Doctor: /sharply/ Daleks? You're fighting Daleks?

Disentangler: Well, you could say that. /pause; the Notary and the Fisherman continue to hack at one another, screaming insults that make progressively less sense/ You could also say that--

/The Reader runs through the wall and comes to a halt in the middle of the Really Very Small Auditorium. The Fisherman stabs her accidentally; neither of them seem to notice/

Reader: I've done it! Kozar's infiltrated the Dalek Assembly with, well, all on his own, actually, Morgan never showed up--why did Morgan--?

Disentangler: She's still waking up. Fish hit her.

Reader: Oh, right, yes. Well. Everyone able to find a water gun? And would someone like to remove Clara and Mr. Frobisher from the premises?

Clara: Mr. Who?

Librarian: Doctor Who, actually--

Morgan: /sits up/ THE DA-LEKS REIGN SU-PREME! ALL HAIL THE DA-LEKS!

/The remainder of the Continuity Council freezes. Then, half of it scatters, while the other half warily surrounds the Tigereye Castellan. Clara edges closer to the Doctor/

Clara: /quietly/ That's bad, yeah?

12th Doctor: Very bad. Extremely bad. /He looks down at Clara, and grins/ Good thing we're here, isn't it?

Librarian: Morgan, can you hear us?

Morgan: /jerkily/ THE DA-LEKS REIGN ALL HAIL SUPREME THE DA-LEKS HAIL REIGN--

12th Doctor: That's our cue! /runs forward/ Clara, with me! /Clara joins him/ Now, where did I put the sonic...

Clara: What's wrong with her?

Disentangler: /grimly/ Hopefully something we can fix.

12th Doctor: What if she's--oh, terrifying thought, we don't want Time Lord-Dalek hybrids running around, definitely not. Clara, did I give you the sonic, or--?

Clara: I think you left it in your jacket. The one you threw onto the console before we left the TARDIS.

Reader: I've got a sonic penlight somewhere, hold on...

/The Notary steps silently up to Morgan, ignoring warnings and evading several attempts to restrain her. She pauses briefly, and then pulls back and slaps Morgan hard enough that the other Time Lord falls to the ground/

Notary: My calculations indicate that that may reset the--

Fisherman: When'd you have time to do calculations?

Notary: /hesitates/ I--very well, so they were not complete calculations--

/Morgan begins to move, turning her head and wincing. All talking ceases, and everyone leans in, wondering what the Tigereye Castellan will say next.../

*

Rassilon: By order of the Unified Presidential Council, this meeting is terminated.

Romana: Stand down, or you will be, too.

/general gaping, and then response.../

((this is another one that I'm going to mostly leave alone, mainly because I don't know anywhere near enough about Romana to write her. Rassilon I could attempt; Romana...not so much. Bad idea. I'll leave it for anyone else who wants it.))

*

Fisherman: Jewelled statues? You turned them into-

Fearn: NOT JUST STATUES.

[The Fisherman looks round. The jade statue of the Librarian is no longer where he thought it was]

Fearn: ANGELS.

((...you know what, this is so awesome on its own that I'm not really sure how to expand it. I have vague ideas, of course, but nothing that seems to want to make it to writing at the moment. To that end, I'm going to post this now, and possibly come back to the Jewelled Angels plot another time.))

((Any comments? :D))

((...it occurs to me that that's my current version of asking for reviews. Hm. At least it's (hopefully) not obnoxious, that's something...))

((~DF))

As in, pretty much all of them. Not necessarily by all that much, but even just making a couple of them into slightly longer scenes sounds like so much fun.

...how do you feel about Continuity Council AUs? That is, longer ones than these...

...I think I'll be writing some of this (as asides, I mean). Hope no one minds. Ta.

~DF

Maybe in not in Council!canon but somewhere.