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Fifth Doctor Drabbles

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“Let’s go crazy, let’s get nuts…”

The music was coming from Tegan and Nyssa’s room. Turlough was torn between curiosity and the need to sabotage the TARDIS - anything to get the Black Guardian out of his mind. At that thought, he moved quickly to open the door lest thinking about the immortal should conjure him screaming into his head.

Inside the music was much louder. Tegan was twirling around and laughing while Nyssa seemed to be doing…the Charleston.

“What…?” he began.

“Come on, ya drongo,” Tegan yelled, as she grabbed his hand and pulled him into a spin. “Dance!”