Parallel: From Another World [1] (The Parallel Series) ✓

The Idiot's Lantern

"Hi!" The three of them said very cheerfully smiling away.

The man frowned. "Who are you, then?" He asked.

The Doctor looked at the man then what he could see of the inside of the house. "Let's see, then. Judging by the look of you, family man, nice house, decent wage, fought in the war, therefore I represent Queen and country." He looked at the brunette who nodded at his observations. The Doctor then pulled out the psychic paper out of the inside of his suit jacket showing it to the man.

"Just doing a little check of Her forthcoming Majesty's subjects before the great day. Don't mind if I come in?" He asked barging in the house anyways. Rita bit her lip to hold in the shocked look on the man's face. "Nah, I didn't think you did. Thank you." The Doctor walked past. Rita followed with Rose behind her.

The Doctor looked around nodding in approval. "Not bad. Very nice. Very well kept. I'd like to congratulate you, Mrs?"

"Connolly." The woman answered.

"Now then, Rita. I can handle this. This gentleman's a proper representative. Don't mind the wife, she rattles on a bit." The Doctor's Rita frowned at the man's comment. The Doctor looked over at her slightly nodding in agreement thinking that the man was being quite rude to his wife of all people.

"Well, maybe she should rattle on a bit more. I'm not convinced you're doing your patriotic duty. Nice flags. Why are they not flying?" He asked the Mister Connolly.

"There we are Rita, I told you, Get them up. Queen and country."

"I'm sorry." Mrs Connolly looked down in disappointment with herself.

"Get it done. Do it now." He ordered she flinched at the slight anger in his voice.

"Hold on a minute." The Doctor interrupted raising a hand.

Mister Connolly looked to his wife who stopped. "Like the gentleman says."

"Hold on a minute. You've got hands, Mister Connolly. Two big hands. So why is that your wife's job?"

"Well, it's housework, innit?" He answered.

"And that's a woman's job?" The Doctor asked. The brunette standing next to him crossed her arms disappointed in Mister Connolly.

"Of course it is." He answers. The Doctor looked over at the brunette who looked very pissed off with Mister Connolly's words. "Miss Stone?"

"Thought you would never ask" She grinned at him then turned to the man. "Mister Connolly, what gender is the Queen?" She asked. He looked at her confused obviously knowing that she knew the answer.

"She's a female."

"And are you actually suggesting that the Queen does the housework?" The Doctor added, the brunette rolled her eyes at him, he flashed a grin at her while Mister Connolly wasn't looking.

"No. Not at all."

"Then get busy." The Doctor told him.

Mr Connolly nodded frantically. "Right. Yes, sir. You'll be proud of us, sir. We'll have Union Jacks left, right and centre."

"Excuse me, Mister Connolly." He stopped rushing around. "Hang on a minute. Union Jacks?"

"Yes, that's right, isn't it?" He asked. She shook her head at him.

"That's the Union Flag. It's the Union Jack only when it's flown at sea."

"Oh. Oh, I'm sorry, I do apologise." He looked at the three who were overpowering him in his own house and he wasn't doing a thing about it.