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Eighth Doctor Drabbles

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Liv followed the sounds of the Doctor’s voice and something else, something large and angry. “Spider, you said? What kind of spider?”

“Big. Ugly.”

“Nobody knows.” Ruzalla struggled to keep up. “Well, the Kandyman might-“

“Kandyman? Never mind, one problem at a time.” Liv skidded to a halt, eyes wide. “You were right, Crabhead - big and ugly pretty much sums it up.” The spider was the size of a large dog. Beside it lay a partially finished cocoon with the Doctor’s legs sticking out. “There he is!”

Crabhead used his bulk to push past her. “I’ve got the ice jets-“