The Treant and Cyclops are a gay couple visiting the Treant’s family, the palm trees in the desert oasis. We actually had a pretty detailed description of the way their love life worked (it had a lot to do with photosynthesis and lichen) and the opposing team, the Basilisk and Blob, tried to convince them that these palm trees weren’t their family and to get lost. “You guys are being homophobic, if this was a John Waters movie you’d be the villains!” “But this FORCE FIELD protects us from being in a John Waters movie! Now GET OFF MY PROPERTY!” “How does a Blob own the desert!?” “I’m an alien being that came from space to rule the desert. That’s why the desert’s shape is amorphous and always changing. It’s because the desert is me. So I’m going to pull myself up from under the sand and now me and my basilisk are going to remain in our castle under the oasis protected by our forcefield and you’re going to fall into nothingness and die.” “Good thing we have a MAGIC CARPET!” “Damn!” “Also if you’re a homophobic alien and you’re THIS powerful you would not be allowed to exist; you’re basically asking for Doctor Who to come in and stop you. The Doctor DOES NOT ALLOW aliens to mess with hamfistedly cute gay couples!” “Damnit. … Wait WHICH regeneration of The Doctor!?” “The Eleventh Doctor. Matt Smith.” “… Arg fine you win.”

The Treant and Cyclops are a gay couple visiting the Treant’s family, the palm trees in the desert oasis. We actually had a pretty detailed description of the way their love life worked (it had a lot to do with photosynthesis and lichen) and the opposing team, the Basilisk and Blob, tried to convince them that these palm trees weren’t their family and to get lost.

“You guys are being homophobic, if this was a John Waters movie you’d be the villains!”

“But this FORCE FIELD protects us from being in a John Waters movie! Now GET OFF MY PROPERTY!”

“How does a Blob own the desert!?”

“I’m an alien being that came from space to rule the desert. That’s why the desert’s shape is amorphous and always changing. It’s because the desert is me. So I’m going to pull myself up from under the sand and now me and my basilisk are going to remain in our castle under the oasis protected by our forcefield and you’re going to fall into nothingness and die.”

“Good thing we have a MAGIC CARPET!”

“Damn!”

“Also if you’re a homophobic alien and you’re THIS powerful you would not be allowed to exist; you’re basically asking for Doctor Who to come in and stop you. The Doctor DOES NOT ALLOW aliens to mess with hamfistedly cute gay couples!”

“Damnit. … Wait WHICH regeneration of The Doctor!?”

“The Eleventh Doctor. Matt Smith.”

“… Arg fine you win.”