Don't cry, hockey fan!
The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS, ready to grab Rose's hand and skip over to the town fair. Skip in a very Time Lordy way, of course. Instead he stopped, sniffing the air. And sniffed again.
"Vampires," he muttered.
"What? Vampires?" Rose bounced slightly. "We actually get to see vampires?"
The Doctor sniffed one more time. "Ooh, sorry. This lot is the non-sparkling, rabbit-eating type."
"Oh."
"And they go to high school in their spare time."
"Bit rubbish, isn't it?"
"Rubbish?" asked a pretty boy who was most obviously a vampire. (His cinnamon-ish smell was practically overpowering.) "Oh, trash? We have plenty of trash cans at the fair. Our fairs are top notch!"
The Doctor really should stake this vampire, putting him out of his forced-town-fairs rabbit-eating existence, but there was an element of emo that spoke to him for some reason. He almost told the vampire he'd save him, but after all, he didn't even sparkle.
So the Doctor and Rose went off to the fair and watched a few vampires eat some rabbits, and then went back to the TARDIS for more adventures.
THE END.
