Yes, no, maybe, I don't know, can you repeat the question?

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Calvin wasn't exactly sure what was going on with the poll on the message board (although he and Hobbes had a spirited debate about whether Hobbes could write himself in as a contestant) but its appearance reminded him that he had his own survey to conduct.

Accordingly, about half an hour later he was knocking on the door of the Toon Town Hall, wearing a backpack (with Hobbes' head poking out of the opening) and holding a clipboard.

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“I think it would very much depend on the Tyrannosaur,” the Doctor countered. “Now, if it’s just your run of the mill, great-big-teeth-little-tiny-brain” he illustrated this statement by making snapping jaws with his hands and with his fingers as teeth, and then held two fingers about a centimeter apart “then I’d agree that Toon Town seems best. But if he’s at all clever you might want to consider Fantasyland, because then he’ll have to work a bit harder to do his job and he’ll be less likely to get bored and wander off. The last thing you want on your hands is a bored bright green talking Tyrannosaur.” He gave the boy a very serious, emphatic nod.

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"Oh, I think he's pretty smart," said Calvin. "He doesn't understand people who like breadcrusts either, and he agrees with me," (which, of course, was proof in itself of superior intellect) "that not talking about potentially upsetting topics for the sake of politeness is kind of stupid."

"I hadn't realized you put that much thought into not being polite."

"Well, it helps to have a rationale ready. Also, hush." To the Doctor, "I think that's all smarter than a lot of people are. Of course," consideringly, "I don't know if he would get bored. He seems to keep himself entertained stomping on things."

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"As he should agree," the Master said, eyes wandering up to meet the Doctor's in a message of see? I told you so.

Fortunately for Calvin, the Master had somehow managed to miss the giant green Tyrannosaur stomping about the park. He simply assumed the boy had created it from that wild imagination of his.

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“Well, I’ll stick with the Fantasyland answer, all the same,” the Doctor decided.

He wasn’t really for avoiding potentially upsetting topics for politeness’s sake either –he himself had always been rather rude, and this regeneration in particular had an interesting penchant for being so without realizing– so he just wrinkled his nose at the Master in a rather childish manner and said nothing.

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"Right," said Calvin, scribbling this down.

"Next: which makes a better theme song for when I go on TV and the PA system to address my subjects? Oh...hang on a second..." He wriggled his backpack around, doing a complicated balancing act with the clipboard under his arm, and finally pulled out a folded piece of cardboard. Unfolded, this proved to be a rectangle with the middle cut out in the rough shape of a TV screen. Calvin held it up so his face was peering through the screen, and sang:

"He's Caaaalvin! Amazing, great Caaaalvin!
Oh, he's the one that you'd like to meet!
He's the one who just can't be beat!
He's Caaaalvin! La-dee-dah-dah-dee-DAAAH!

"Or:

"Say! Hey! Who's the smartest kid around?
Calvin! Calvin! Caaaalvin! Oh -
Who's the leader of us all,
Who's the star that cannot fall,
Who do we point to with pride,
His brave First Tiger at his side?
Calvin! Calvin! Caaaalvin!"

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That… really hit a bit too close to home for comfort.

The Doctor tried his best to look amused, and it was quite funny, really. –don’t know whether to laugh or cry– He gave the Master an accusatory look that was meant to be joking, but he’d probably gone a little too pale to pull it off convincingly.

“Second one,” he said. “I like the tune better. And Hobbes should get a mention, don’t you think?”

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The Master preened under that look from the Doctor. Not that he could take credit for this, but it really did seem well-planned enough to be a practical joke. "As much as I hate to agree with the Doctor on anything, I'll have to go with the second as well. Catchier, more likely to get people dancing."

Which was all that really mattered, as far as his opinion went.

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"The lyrics aren't very good in either," said Calvin a bit apologetically, as he marked down their answers. "But for a theme song you don't want poetry. You want to appeal to the common denominator."

"Which is something you seldom do otherwise, of course."

"Right! Wait." He glared at Hobbes. "You know, I'm not so sure about the widespread appeal of sarcastic tigers."

Solemnly, "If I see any, I'll be sure to warn them."

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The Doctor chuckled.

“Ah, but don’t underestimate the smart people. They’re the ones who are going to be trying to throw the monkey wrenches in you new regime.”

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"Or working for you, if they know what's good for them," the Master said, breezily. "As for widespread appeal, people tend to be rather impressed tigers and lions and the like. I wouldn't worry about him."

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"As well they should be," said Hobbes, fluffing up a bit.

"You've never had him pounce on you at three in the morning when you're coming back from the bathroom," Calvin pointed out a little crossly. "You've got to worry a little with a homicidal psycho jungle cat, especially as your best friend."

"That's part of why we're impressive," rejoined Hobbes, not at all abashed.

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The Doctor cocked his head to the side, slyly.

"Would you believe me if I told you I knew almost exactly what you mean?"