Since the last time my son had a Doctor Who-related nightmare, about 18 months ago, when some Sea Devils were driving around dreamtown in a small yellow hatchback apparently, he has bravely faced down every beastie, threat, menace, alien and supercriminal the BBC Visual Effects Department threw at him.

On they came in their dozens, and the Hipster Son excitedly thrilled to them all: Gel Guards, megalomaniac Time Lords, Drashigs, Draconians, Ogrons, Daleks, Spiridons, giant maggots, Sontarans, Exxilons, Ice Warriors, giant spiders, giant robots, Wirrn, Davros, Cybermen, Vogons, Zygons, Loch Ness Monsters and anti-matter men were nothing to him.

Then, tonight, those two fucking big mummies in Pyramids of Mars crushed that poacher to death between them and this kid lost every trace of color from his face.

The mummies stormed the lodge, throwing the Doctor down - a rifle went off harmlessly, Sarah Jane screamed, a huge bandaged face loomed at the camera and the episode ended and the room went black as I switched the TV off -

And the bravest kid in the universe bawled for ten minutes.

He sleeps now in my bed with Fluffy. At the foot of my bed, no less traumatized, is his sister, in a sleeping bag, clutching Spaghetti and Strawberry Shortcake for dear life.

I suggested postponing this story for another time. They wouldn't hear a word of it. They want part three and they want it now.

But they'll have to wait 'til tomorrow night.

(Originally posted January 06, 2004, 20:57 at gmslegion, two comments after the cut.)

Bwess deir widdwe harwds
pizzalero
2004-01-08 12:52 am UTC (from 66.44.207.42) (link) Select
Poor little fella.

I look forward to the day when I can traumatize my own kids with the gothic DOCTOR WHO episodes.

You do allow them the right to hide behind the sofa, don't you?

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Re: Bwess deir widdwe harwds
gmslegion
2004-01-08 10:56 am UTC (from 209.78.214.253) (link) Select
Naturally!

They don't, however, do it.
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