This is a sin to update this instead of Two Doctors. But whatevs...

"Now that's just...not normal."

Nardole raised an eyebrow at the Doctor. The duo were standing outside a back alley where they parked their TARDIS.

"Not normal how? Everything seems like Earth...30 percent of it, at least."

"Look at the environment. The air tastes...less refined than Earth. And the ground..." The Doctor touched the pavement beneath him, picking up a small pebble. He brought it to his mouth and licked it.

"...tastes really like not Earth. And the colors, Nardole! Look around at the colors!"

Nardole looked around. He didn't know if it was him or the Doctor, but the colors did seem off from what Earth usually looks like. It didn't feel dull to look around, but it certainly wasn't the most vibrant place to be at.

"Huh."

The Doctor then pulled out his sonic screwdriver, quickly scanning around. Nardole became a bit nervous since the Doctor looked like a weirdo swinging around a toy wand. He looked around to see if there was even anyone around.

He noticed some civillians across the road, although they didn't seem like they cared about the duo. Occasionally, there would be people that looked at them, but even then, they didn't seem to be weirded out at all.

Nardole turned back to the Doctor, who looked into his screwdriver, his face filled with curiousity over the 'not-Earth' world they had entered.

"You got anything?"

"Short version, we're not on Earth. Long version, well..."

"You got a long version?"

"The TARDIS really likes going to where trouble is brewing. The problem is...there don't seem to be much here. The screwdriver didn't even pick up anything worthy to be classified as alien."

"You're saying we've arrived somewhere that probably doesn't even need our help? Then what's the point of even coming here?"

"Let's walk around first, see if we can find out anything."

Nardole sighed. He looked around again and noticed some police cars were parked a few hundred metres away from them. Some bystanders that were around them were also going to the crime scene. Nardole poked the Doctor and pointed at the scene in the distance.

"Looks like we found our purpose. Hopefully."

The duo then walked towards the crime scene, hopefully finding something to waste their time on. Hopefully something that screamed, 'We need extra-terrestrial help'.

"What do you have in mind?" The Doctor asked Nardole, who looked back at him in a confused manner.

"I'm sorry?"

"What could be the possible crime?"

"Well...It could be anything. Murder, homicide, possibly kidnapping." Nardole stated. He turned to the Doctor, who only shook his head.

"That's not the crimes I meant. Although, thinking back, it wouldn't be impossible."

"So there are aliens that do what normal human criminals would do!" Nardole loudly stated, causing him to do a double take, looking around him to see if anyone caught his strange use of the word, 'alien'.

Luckily, they seemed too enthralled with the crime scene to even care about the duo.

"Yes, there are."

Speaking of the crime scene, the duo were quick to arrive. The Doctor pulled out his psychic paper, quickly forming an identity to fool the police officers that were there.

Two police officers noticed the approaching figures of the Doctor and Nardole. They quickly walked to the line to try and halt them.

"Okay, both of you, stop. Nobody goes beyond this line." One of them said, bringing up a hand against the duo. The second officer quickly arrived after.

The Doctor flashed his psychic paper. The two officers looked back and forth between the psychic paper and the Doctor. They looked at each other before looking back at the duo.

"So, special agents, huh?" One of them asked.

"Yeah. John Disco. This is my partner, Nardole. We were called regarding some impossible crime."

"Well, you're not wrong. The two residents in that house seemingly vanished overnight when their neighbors came to check on them. We tried asking some of their relatives who came, but for some reason..." The officer trailed off, looking at some of the people in the distance who were crowding in front of the line. He motioned his partner to go to the crowd, which what his partner did.

The officer looked back at the Doctor and Nardole, his face filled with nervousness.

"Why don't you ask them yourself?" The officer said, gesturing his head towards the people in the distance. The Doctor and Nardole looked at each other before crossing the line and walking towards the crowd.

"-ling you I know them! I just can't remember what they look like!" One of the people in the crowd, a woman, screamed towards the officers trying to hold their movement. The woman seemed really disgruntled and agitated, trying to push through the officers. The crowd were struggling to pull her away from the crime scene.

The Doctor, seeing the minor chaos happening, sped up his walking with Nardole following suit. The Doctor then moved the officers, letting the disgruntled woman to almost release herself and cross the line.

The keyword is, 'almost', as the Doctor then lightly placed a finger on the woman's forehead. The woman seemed fazed at first, but almost immediately after, she fainted on the spot. The crowd caught her before she fell to the ground. The officers and the crowd turned to look at the Doctor and Nardole; both of them were already on their way to enter the house.

Nardole took notice of the woman's words before the Doctor made her go to sleep, so he had to ask him.

"Why did she say that?" The Doctor turned his head towards Nardole.

"Hmm?"

"She said she knew the people but she can't remember their face. What was that about?"

"Who knows? Let's look around and hopefully get some reading from my sonic."

They then walked into the house, the Doctor quickly taking out his sonic screwdriver again. When they entered the living room, the Doctor scanned around, hoping to get some reading. Nardole walked towards the kitchen, leaving the Doctor in the living room alone.

In the kitchen, Nardole checked around to see if there was any police officer. There was none that could find in his eyesight. He looked at the stove and saw that it was still turned on. He quickly walked to the stove, turning it off. He stared at the design of the stove and realized it was an electric stove, hence why it didn't explode the other night.

"Hmm..."

"Yeah, we didn't turn it off earlier." The new voiced spooked Nardole, who jumped a bit. He looked at another door that was situated as the back door in the kitchen, finding there was an officer.

The officer seemed to be in his mid-20s, judging by his facial features and body strucutre. His face sported a pair of hazel brown eyes. He also has well-managed, chocolate brown hair. His body physique seemed to indicate that he was an athlete in a middle-aged man's body.

"Whoa, there. Sorry 'bout that. Didn't mean to spook ya. I just came checking when I heard two special agents are here. I mean, we're not expecting outside help." The officer said, holding up two hands to show that he was not a threat.

Nardole managed to regain his composure, nodding at the officer's words.

"Thanks for turning it off, by the way." The officer said before going to the stove, checking it out as well.

"Ah, don't worry 'bout it. It's an electric stove. I don't think it's going to blow up even if you leave it for more than a few hours." Nardole said, looking over at the quality and settings of the stove.

"Yeah, I know that. But it is fairly new in the market. Maybe I just didn't notice that it was turned on. 'Cause it's very quiet, y'know?"

Nardole hummed in agreement. The officer then held out a hand.

"Officer Jacob Browns. At your service."

Nardole, hearing the officer's name, quickly brainstormed on the spot for a made up family name.

"Special Agent Nardole Oceans." Nardole said, shaking the officer's hand. They smiled at each other, although Nardole's smile seemed a bit forced.

I mean, he had to think of a family name, or else he would look like a weirdo.

The sound of footsteps then suddenly filled the space above them. Jacob and Nardole looked up. Jacob was almost walking away to check out the footsteps when Nardole pulled him back.

"That might just be my partner. I'll check it out, yeah?"

He patted Jacob's shoulder, leaving the kitchen. He looked around after entering the living room, wondering where the stairs could be. He looked towards the front door and found the stairs right beside it. Nardole wasted no time getting upstairs.

On the upper floor, the Doctor was jogging around, waving his screwdriver around. While doing that, he would also turn his head around to see if there could be any clue whatsoever.

Upon hearing footsteps suddenly coming upstairs, he instinctively pointed his screwdriver at Nardole. Nardole raised his hands in surrender, although he had no reason to since the screwdriver can't hurt anyone.

"You really need to stop pointing that thing around. How do people not call you weird again?" Nardole asked, getting a shrug from the Doctor.

Jacob then went up the upper floor as well, eyes staring straight at the Doctor. The current predicament prompted the Doctor to scan him with his screwdriver as a response. Nardole quickly went over and forced the screwdriver down.

"Doctor, this is officer Jacob Browns. He's one of the officers on duty." Nardole introduced Jacob, to which Jacob just waved a hand at the Doctor. The Doctor stared at Jacob for a few seconds, eyes properly taking in the officer's look. He then just nodded his head.

"Right. John Disco."

The Doctor then went back to investigating the rooms of the upper floor, while Jacob and Nardole stood at the same spot for a little more while.

"Is he always like that?" Jacob asked, to which Nardole just shrugged.

"Old man. Can't really please them."

They then went back downstairs, leaving the Doctor alone upstairs. As they reached the floor level, Jacob then decided to ask Nardole some questions.

"So, how long have you worked with him?"

"Hmm?"

"I mean, both of you seem not really comfortable around each other. I thought maybe you're tired of him, or something like that."

Nardole froze. He hadn't anticipated for anyone to ask about his 'supposed' history with the Doctor. He had to work his brain to let something out. Something believable. Something that won't get lots of question.

"Well, I can't say for sure. Just met the guy for a few months."

"Really now?"

"Yeah. I've actually just switched to the Special Agent status. And then I got partnered with that old timer there. I'm very sorry you have to see him grumpy like that."

Jacob waved his hand, as if wanting to say, 'Nah, don't worry 'bout it'. But before he could say that, the Doctor came back downstairs as well.

"Hey there. Officer Browns, was it? Have you seen anything off with the place?"

"Err..."

"Chop chop! Have you seen anything out of place around here?"

"Well...I can't really tell. One thing for sure, though; if this is a kidnapping, the kidnapper must be a highly-skilled one, since most of the place seems really untouched...That is, if you even want to call that out of place..."

"Who called the police?"

"Uh, the neighbors. Why?"

"What did they say?"

"I'm not sure myself. I got called to just pretty much keep any unwanted visitors out."

"Huh." The Doctor then turned around to leave, but quickly turned back to Jacob.

"I'll contact you."

The Doctor then left them again, going into the kitchen. Jacob looked back and forth between Nardole and the Doctor, having lots of thoughts flying around in his mind. Granted, he just met the two so-called, 'special agents', but he also felt a slight tinge of suspicion nagging at him.

"Is his name really John Disco?"

"Who knows? I can't tell either."

"What makes you say that?"

Nardole huffed in silent irritation. Now stuck in another predicament, he had to work his mind to let out a believable lie.

"Uhh, I mean, he has always called himself that since...lots of years ago. My colleagues told me he really like giving fake names to people. I've always assumed John Disco could be one of 'em."

"Do you know his real name?"

"Man, you really like to question people 'round here?" Hearing Nardole's words, Jacob stood still, feeling a bit guilty.

"Sorry. I guess I've never met people like you before."

Nardole let out a small laugh. Jacob seemed confused.

"Don't worry 'bout it, officer. Most people we meet? They're like you. Curious and wanting to know 'bout us. Can't blame you." Nardole said, leaving the officer at the front door. Nardole went into the kitchen to find the Doctor.

Upon entering the kitchen, Nardole found the Doctor sitting at dining table, stirring a cup of tea. He looked around, finding a small cabinet beside the stove had been opened. He went the cabinet and looked into it, finding an opened bag of tea leaves.

"Are you seriously making tea in someone else's house? And not even using your own tea at that?" Nardole asked, looking at the Doctor in pure bewilderment.

"I have to drink something. Nothing is giving me anything. My screwdriver didn't pick up any outlandish readings." The Doctor said, irritated. He then finished stirring the tea and put the spoon away.

"So what's your plan, then?" Nardole asked, sitting down across from the Doctor.

The Doctor took a sip before putting the cup back down.

"We stay around longer."

"No doubt that's gonna happen. People are going missing and their relatives and friends can't even remember their faces. How else we gonna solve it?"

The Doctor just took another sip.

Meanwhile, outside...

The crowd outside the house was still loud and there were still many people around, but thankfully, they had decided to stop going for the chaos-making route. Some civillians would still stop by, but they would always be there for a matter of seconds before going on their way again.

Among those civillians would be four girls, somehow representing different color palettes, as weird as that sound. They stopped by to see the commotion. Although, their next few words seemed to indicate they had been there for more than a few while.

"Are they out yet? Yang, can you see them?" The redhead of the four said, trying to stand on her toes to look for the duo.

"I can't see them. I don't think they're out yet." The blond of the four said, cupping her eyes to also try and find the duo.

"Besides, why do you wanna meet them so much? They're probably just some veteran police officers." The white-haired girl of the four said, her voice filled with slight irritation.

"Come on, Weiss! He put someone to sleep with his fingertip. I want to at least try and know their names..."

"If they're actually veterans, they might not have time for us at all." The ravenette of the four said, her eyes also looking around.

"Oh, man..."

Moments of silence went through them. The redhead seemed visibly down. The ravenette felt a bit sorry for her friend. She looked towards the house and noticed two people were coming out of there.

Sure enough, it was the Doctor and Nardole, already on their way out.

"Wait, is tha-" She started, only to get interrupted by the redhead.

"Yes! I'm saying hi to them!"

Her friends just looked at each other before following suit.

Hmm...maybe it's time I update 2DoR. And then release a new story for no reason.

Actually, since you're here, could you check out my YouTube channel, Allies Gee? I had some Blender animations there and I need some feedbacks.

If that's okay with you guys, of course.

See ya!