Tre Cools Killer Bin, chapter 1
Tre pulled hard on its metal paint work, as he dragged it through the door.
"Christ," He thought.
He was proud of his find, and he couldn't quite believe someone would leave something like this!
He stopped to admire it as he had just managed to shove it in the kitchen corner.
It was amazing, but he couldn't exactly tell what it was.
"A bin," He said finally deciding on that.
The "bin" was weird shape. It had a dome on the top but them it seemed to slope down. It had a long almost eye type thing sticking out at the top, and what seemed to be a toilet plunger and a fork whisk sticking out of the bottom. Dome circles surround the bottom part but they were battered and dinted.
"What are you?" Tre said to it as he examined it further.
He pulled at they eye top on the top but it just wouldn't budge. He pulled it harder and harder the suddenly he got an electric shot that surged through his body. Failing he let go.
Then he felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket. He quickly pulled it out, it was a text message from Mike that read;
Where the hell are you.
We've been waiting for ages
and we are not waiting any longer
or we'll start with out you.
Get your ass here now.
Mike.
Tre scowled at the text message than quickly shoved the phone in his back pocket. Mike was right, he was late.
He stared at his "Bin" then quickly grabbed his car keys, then ran out of the front door., which he forgot to lock.
It waited.
It waited as it heard Tre run up the gravel drive.
It waited as it heard the chirp of the car alarm.
It waited as it heard the engine reeve.
It waited as it heard the screeching of tyre as the cars raced down the road.
It listened ,
then it burst into life.
"EXTERMINATE!"
I laid there in the TARDIS. I'd got quite used to it now. I was laid on the three chairs with The Doctors leather jacket draped over me. I was surprise that he could be bare being without it for a moment.
I wasn't asleep, even though I had tried. However much time you spent in the TARDIS you could never ignore the whining, and screeching noise it made.
I had my eyes closed but I opened them slowly. The Doctor was running around frantically. Pulling this leaver hear, pressing this button there.
I sat up slowly and rubbed my head, these chairs definitely were designed to lay down or maybe not even to sit on.
"What's up?" I asked groggily.
"No no no no!" He cried pulling leavers more harshly, switching more switches and pressing buttons more rapidly.
I stood up quickly, obviously something was wrong, but then again The Doctor did make a big fuss over small things.
The TARDIS suddenly jerked furiously, almost knocking me flat on my face.
"Come on," The Doctor urged the TARDIS.
"Almost there, Almost there. Come on!" He roared at it.
Then it hurtled forward knocking both of us to the ground.
"Aaahhh!" I screamed as The Doctor went flying into me.
Suddenly the was a hissing noise, and the horrific noise of the TARDIS stopped and then, for once, there was silence.
"He's back," The women said. She was tall and slender, her long blonde her hair tied tightly up in a bun. She wore a long grey shirt and jacket to match. She had bright pink glasses perched on her noise which made you think
Come on love, your trying to be interesting but your just not.
"Are you sure this is the right place?" The boy behind her asked. He was about in his twenties. He was wearing a dark patterned shirt with dark jeans. The two of them wearing some sort of uniform, but out of both of them, only the boy looked like he had and ounce of personality.
"Yes," She said pointing to the address which was written down on the silver clipboard she held in her arms.
"How could they have got it wrong?"
"But this just doesn't seem the right place..." The boy trailed off grabbing the clipboard off the woman and checking the address out for himself.
"Look," She said turning round looking him in the eye, and speaking quietly but firm.
"I didn't want to bring you here but he obviously thinks you'll assist me some how."
"I'm the authority on alien artefacts!" He exclaimed moving away from her face.
"But you are not the authority on catching aliens are you?" She growled. The women turned back round and walked back into the black van.
"Neither are you." He hissed under his breath.
He looked at the house. He couldnt believe it was a rock stars house!
"Tre Cool," he thought. Yeah, I think that was his name.
Then he wandered back into the black van.
"Christ," He thought.
He was proud of his find, and he couldn't quite believe someone would leave something like this!
He stopped to admire it as he had just managed to shove it in the kitchen corner.
It was amazing, but he couldn't exactly tell what it was.
"A bin," He said finally deciding on that.
The "bin" was weird shape. It had a dome on the top but them it seemed to slope down. It had a long almost eye type thing sticking out at the top, and what seemed to be a toilet plunger and a fork whisk sticking out of the bottom. Dome circles surround the bottom part but they were battered and dinted.
"What are you?" Tre said to it as he examined it further.
He pulled at they eye top on the top but it just wouldn't budge. He pulled it harder and harder the suddenly he got an electric shot that surged through his body. Failing he let go.
Then he felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket. He quickly pulled it out, it was a text message from Mike that read;
Where the hell are you.
We've been waiting for ages
and we are not waiting any longer
or we'll start with out you.
Get your ass here now.
Mike.
Tre scowled at the text message than quickly shoved the phone in his back pocket. Mike was right, he was late.
He stared at his "Bin" then quickly grabbed his car keys, then ran out of the front door., which he forgot to lock.
It waited.
It waited as it heard Tre run up the gravel drive.
It waited as it heard the chirp of the car alarm.
It waited as it heard the engine reeve.
It waited as it heard the screeching of tyre as the cars raced down the road.
It listened ,
then it burst into life.
"EXTERMINATE!"
I laid there in the TARDIS. I'd got quite used to it now. I was laid on the three chairs with The Doctors leather jacket draped over me. I was surprise that he could be bare being without it for a moment.
I wasn't asleep, even though I had tried. However much time you spent in the TARDIS you could never ignore the whining, and screeching noise it made.
I had my eyes closed but I opened them slowly. The Doctor was running around frantically. Pulling this leaver hear, pressing this button there.
I sat up slowly and rubbed my head, these chairs definitely were designed to lay down or maybe not even to sit on.
"What's up?" I asked groggily.
"No no no no!" He cried pulling leavers more harshly, switching more switches and pressing buttons more rapidly.
I stood up quickly, obviously something was wrong, but then again The Doctor did make a big fuss over small things.
The TARDIS suddenly jerked furiously, almost knocking me flat on my face.
"Come on," The Doctor urged the TARDIS.
"Almost there, Almost there. Come on!" He roared at it.
Then it hurtled forward knocking both of us to the ground.
"Aaahhh!" I screamed as The Doctor went flying into me.
Suddenly the was a hissing noise, and the horrific noise of the TARDIS stopped and then, for once, there was silence.
"He's back," The women said. She was tall and slender, her long blonde her hair tied tightly up in a bun. She wore a long grey shirt and jacket to match. She had bright pink glasses perched on her noise which made you think
Come on love, your trying to be interesting but your just not.
"Are you sure this is the right place?" The boy behind her asked. He was about in his twenties. He was wearing a dark patterned shirt with dark jeans. The two of them wearing some sort of uniform, but out of both of them, only the boy looked like he had and ounce of personality.
"Yes," She said pointing to the address which was written down on the silver clipboard she held in her arms.
"How could they have got it wrong?"
"But this just doesn't seem the right place..." The boy trailed off grabbing the clipboard off the woman and checking the address out for himself.
"Look," She said turning round looking him in the eye, and speaking quietly but firm.
"I didn't want to bring you here but he obviously thinks you'll assist me some how."
"I'm the authority on alien artefacts!" He exclaimed moving away from her face.
"But you are not the authority on catching aliens are you?" She growled. The women turned back round and walked back into the black van.
"Neither are you." He hissed under his breath.
He looked at the house. He couldnt believe it was a rock stars house!
"Tre Cool," he thought. Yeah, I think that was his name.
Then he wandered back into the black van.
