Somehow, the Master doesn’t miss a beat (hey, he’s always had excellent rhythm) when the Doctor springs this whimsical request. Mid-pouring of tea, he fluidly spins and gestures to her for attention.
“Well darling, you know that an actual living child requires regular maintenance, right? More than, say, a cat, or a spinning delivery bot head, or a cactus, or a Type-40 TARDIS that a certain someone else,” and he tugs on his own suit lapels, “regularly tends do. She’ll need food, and affection, and probably school of some kind, and next thing you know she’ll be dating, and acquiring moral principles, and asking you where babies come from. Can you feed and water a darling human girl with dedication?”
“I’ve had kids before Koschei…” Theta raised a brow at him, knowing that he knew that full well.
Tho he did have a point, it had been such a very long time since she had actually looked after a child…
Was she actually a child? Or was she an adult by human standards? She probably only just became an adult…
“Also I think she 21… or at least 18… Plus, I’ll have you there as well, right? Unless you don’t wanna… and- and that’s fine… I’ll figure it out somehow, it’s just, she’s never known her parents and apparently saying that ‘she had a great out look on life’ was the NICEST thing anyone had ever said to her… along side the fact she’s only had ONE gift her whole life… I mean how can someone only have ONE gift their entire life! Surly someone else was nice to her other than Julie of personnel…”
A fond smile appeared on her lips and she sat up slightly so that she could kiss his nose properly.
“I mean, you would have to find him first. Ryan sent him far back into the past… not sure when or where… but with some luck he will be eaten by a dinosaur.” she grinned.
The Master, thusly baptized by the rainbows, unicorns, and sunbeams inherent to the Doctor’s nose-kiss, flings back his head. He cackles.
“How droll, I do hope that he was eaten in parts, legs first, and then perhaps his essential bits, and finally his empty head. Oh, it warms my hearts.”
A pause. He steals an almost sheepish look her way.
“I suppose that’s not how I’m meant to react to that news …”
She just shrugs, the fond smile never leaving her lips. “Honestly, I would be a hypocrite if i said no, because i am very sure i would react in the same way…. because he utterly deserves it.”
She then leans in as if to tell him a secret. “Between you and me… i totally would have let you take him to be eaten by the dino’s…” she mock-whispered.
She cant help giggle at his adorable reaction, her eyes lighting up in amusement, before she stands on her tip-toes and kisses his nose.
“Are you always this adorable or am i the only creature in existence who has the pleasure to witness this?” she asked him happily.
“I’ll staunchly deny that I’m ‘adorable,’” and he makes obnoxious air quotes, “in any shape or form, to anyBODY.”
She just continues to grin. “So just me then, thats good to know.”
“Ill tell you a secret, You,” She pokes his nose gently, again; “will always be the only one to know my true self.”
Wether thats a good or bad thing, not even she knows, but The Master… no, Koschei, will always be the ONLY creature in existence, who knows the little boy, the REALTheta Sigma under the name that is ‘The Doctor’.
“ … . is that right. And where did that come from, my darling and star?”
“Just wanted you to know that its the truth, thats all.” she shrugs easily with a smile. “You sometimes seem so sad, that i always want to hug you tightly and chase away all the nasty black thoughts that swirl around in your head… so perhaps you knowing this, might help you and ill happily keep reminding you if it helps.”
The Master sits grandiosely slackened, legs crossed, arms behind his head, lounging defiantly in the personal space of the Doctor’s TARDIS, all a calculated maneuver of appearing independent and invincible.
All a facade, for a mind as permeable as soil to water. He could not stand apart from the only true friend he ever had if he tried.
But he will try, anyway, because the Master tilts at windmills.
“I robbed you of your latest human pet in the most violently cruel way possible, all to foil your plot to convert Missy into some diluted goody-goody version of herself, and you still come back for more? Doctor, I never knew you to be a masochist … persecution complex, maybe. Savior complex, definitely. But this? How d’you know I won’t exact excruciating vengeance upon you, eh?”
–//–
The doctor is stood, facing away from his oldest friend, Fiddling with buttons and dials, as he thinks about what he wants to say.
“Yes, i guess you did… And as upset as i am about Bill, because im very upset about that, she was a girl with massive potential and and was getting good grades under my tutoring….” He sighed “As upset as i am about that, im also a sentimentalidiot, who desperately wants his best friend back…”
“Call it what you will, but Perhaps i am a masochist…” He shrugged, knowing full well that he didn’t really want to even regenerate when the time came.
“Tho, what you did do, was open my eyes to the fact that i was going about it compleatly the wrong way… I shouldnt have had her in the vault all this time, people DONT learn through isolation, you just wallow in it… no… Traveling would have worked much better, practical lessons, where she would learn by herself… learn from her own mistakes and change on herown… Because… im not god and neither you nor Missy need FIXING…” they were perfect the way they were and it took him TOO LONG to realise that.
He was angry at himself that he didn’t realise what he had been doing to the woman, that he had been unknowingly cruel and un-doctor like.
The Master feigns astonishment, but draws close to the Doctor, leaning down, peering down at she who is at last shorter.
“I don’t doubt you could disarm a Dalek Fleet with your bare teeth and, maybe, a box of toothpicks and a jar of olives, or some other utterly incomprehensible, implausible combination of ingredients, but you don’t get to do that this time.”
He gathers her closer, tugging her near by the suspender straps.
“The pleasure of protection gets to be mine. I get to be the beast who paces in circles around you, so you can remain true to your quest for hope and innocence.”
–//–
On one hand… The Doctor couldn’t help but POUT at his reply. Because he was right, she was good at that and she hated being told what she could and couldn’t do…
But, On the other hand… She felt like melting in adoration.
Her eyes widened slightly the words that left his lips, Making her love for him grow even more… was that even possible? She already felt like she was bursting a the seams with the love she felt towards this beautiful man… but she guess she had been wrong, because she loved him even more now.
The saying – You save everyone, but who will save you? – Popped into her head as she listened to him and she couldn’t help, but cup his cheeks and pull him down into a sweet kiss.
“Thank you.” She whispered against his lips, pressing her forehead against his.
(continued from ask) drapetxmaniia: (10th) the doctor wraps his arms around the masters waist, hoping to surprise him as he pushed his cold nose into his neck, a grin on his lips, before he kissed it.
Koschei’s entire form tenses, the way a cat arches its back; his features contort into an expression of shock that quickly evolves into haughty outrage.
“COLD,” he protests explosively.
He wriggles like a mongoose with the intent to turn, when instead far warmer lips suckle on his neck. His deeply sensitive, long, handsome neck.
And instead he’s writhing with a host of entirely other urges.
“M-mmmm,” he groans, and flashes a lazy smile.
–//–
The Doctor Laughed softly in amusement, and takes pity on him, (If you can call it pity, or just plain teasing) before pulling away so that he can kiss his cheek.
“I seem to have captured some kind of beautiful cat-like creature,” He grinned, laughter still in his voice. “I think ill keep him all for myself~” he comments jokingly, before returning to why he suddenly decided to capture him in a hug.
“You’re not cold are you? I think The ol’ Girl’s suddenly turned the heating down, but everything is fine on screen, but i keep getting the shivers.” and as if to prove a point another uncomfortable cold spell flashed though his body, making him grimace and hug Koschei a little tighter.
(continued from ask) drapetxmaniia; the blonde woman walks into the room, a slight pout on her face and without asking, sits on her loves lap and curls up to him, arms wrapped around him, forehead against his neck. “I don’t want you to ever forget that I love you, Koschei. I am yours and you are mine.” She murmured.
He smiles down at her, a touch shyly; nobody but the Doctor can elicit shyness from the most conquest-driven being in the cosmos. But here is the Master, nuzzling the crown of the Doctor’s messy blonde head with his round nose.
“I will carry the thought with me everywhere, Hearts.”
–//–
The pout that was on her face just before, Melts into a smile of pure adoration and she looked up at him to catch his lips, kissing him lovingly.
“Good. And i, in return, will carry you in my heart and soul. The Doctor and The Master… hmm, or perhapseven, Theta Sigma Lungbarrow and Koschei Oakdown, traveling across the Stars, finding new and wonderful things, Perhaps even picking up the odd stray now and then to educate the uneducated.” The Doctor winks.
She knows those words were similar to those she had once said, once upon a time, back when they were both pure and baby faced. They had made a pact, and it was about time they actually started to go through with it.
“Such a sweet talker,” She murmured with a soft smile. “What did i do to deserve such a gentleman, hmm?” She kissed him happily.
“I hope you realise im never letting you go now that i have you back and that i know that the feeling is and was mutual~” she now gifted him with an eskimo kiss, cupping his face with her small hands.
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