That voice never shut up, tempting him with all these things that he would have never considered. But every time the influence got stronger and it was getting even harder to resist. So the best solution? Put himself where he wouldn’t be able to act on any impulses, away from the console room.
He went to one of the furthest rooms in the TARDIS, the Library, and hid there. Eventually, he swore he could hear something else…but he was sure it was his mind messing with him.
“I told you to leave me alone!” He shouted loudly at himself.
“Aww~ and here i thought you would be actually happy to see me.” The Master pouted, having found the tardis on his ‘doorstep’ and the old girl worried over something.
“Now, how about you tell me who you are shouting at and why your tardis thinks that i can help with something, hmm?” he asked walking over and slung his arm around his shoulder… or as best as his short self could.
“Mmmmmmmm I say open for suggestions,” she replied, stretching her arms lazily before hanging them off Missy. “Though I’m really craving crepes right now. So the suggestions should include crepes.”
“Then lets go have Crepes and tea.” She grins and links their arms together. “Easy, no thinking needed.”
“Would you like me to drive? or shall we do it together?”
“Crepes and tea, mmmmmmm,” she hums, resting her hand on Missy’s shoulder before bouncing over to the console. “Together, of course! Come on!”
Laughing joyfully, the Mistress walks up to the console, more calmly than her love did and puts her hand on the leaver. 3. 2. 1.
And they were off. Rushing around the console, laughing as they tried their best at keeping it less rocky, and actually succeeding somewhat, as missy knew what she was doing.
drapetxmaniia - The Urge to run away 