Future Clara gets a tip

"Surely there is more to that scene than just that," said present Clara as she watched her naked future self stomp her shoe-clad feet in frustration over Alice's failure to help her get back to her TARDIS.

The Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come just shook his head while a naked Rose Tyler tried to stifle a giggle.

"Then can you show me what happens when I get away from Alice?" asked future Clara.

The Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come nodded.

In the next scene, future Clara was standing outside a monastery. She started asking the monks about a certain Lady in Red who was giving her trouble when suddenly --

"The beast!" cried the monks. "The beast! The beast! The silly naked one has met the beast!"

"Silly naked one?" asked future Clara. "You mean me?"

The monks nodded.

"I can understand why you call me 'naked one' but why do you call me silly?" asked future Clara.

Before the monks could answer, a young brown-haired girl in a yellow dress ran up to the monks and asked, "Did someone say something about a beast?"

The head monk pointed to future Clara and said, "This naked maiden did."

"Oh, really?" asked the brown-haired girl. "What did this beast look like?"

"She was a dark-haired woman in a red dress and she carried a doll," said future Clara.

"Oh," said the brown-haired girl with an air of disappointment in her voice. "You were talking about a woman."

"The beast we know of has never been one for dolls," said the head monk. "Though I suppose she might have changed her ways over the years."

"Perhaps the witch on the hill knows something about this woman in red that she seeks," said one of the younger monks.

"What witch?" asked future Clara.

"You don't know?" asked the brown-haired girl. "There's a mysterious lady who lives in a big castle on the top of that hill over there. Rumor has it that she's a witch. Those few who have met her says she knows almost everything about everything. Perhaps she could help you with this lady in red."

"Good idea, er -- what was your name again?" asked future Clara.

"Belle," said the brown-haired girl.

"Of course it is," said future Clara.

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An hour later, future Clara was walking up the path to the castle on the top of the hill where Belle had said the witch lived.

Perhaps if I'm lucky, thought future Clara, I can talk the witch to taking me to my TARDIS. Perhaps I can even trick her into helping me take back my TARDIS from the lady in red. After all, I like to think that I'm smarter than most of the people around here. Just because the lady in red got lucky with my magic typewriter doesn't mean I can't outsmart her. For that matter, it should be no big deal to outsmart this witch either.

Then Clara knocked on the door of the witch's castle, all eager to start work on her plan.

She was already anticipating the look on the woman in red's face when the door opened and Clara looked up to see a familiar face.

"Why, hello, Clara," said the woman that future Clara had once known as Missy. "Long time, no see. I'm glad to see you're still wearing your favorite outfit. If I had my way, you'd never wear anything else."