Fic: The Oncoming Naaaww (Who's Right #7)
Title: The Oncoming Naaaww
Series (Story number): Who's Right? (7)
Summary: The Master kills people. The Doctor is displeased. The Master thinks this is cute. 50's AU.
Rating: PG-13
Characters/pairings: Master/Doctor
Author's notes: Written in text to Leah A. All of these are from lulzy conversations with Leah. Honestly. Well, maybe some aren't. But this one is. Explanation of series here.
“You killed them ALL?!” yelled the Doctor, nearly rendered incoherent by his rage.
“Well, I was GOING to decimate them,” said the Master, “but I didn’t want to leave any survivors. Didn’t want some sort of revenge plot.” He looked at the Doctor whose eyes were wide and teeth were bared. “If it helps,” said the Master, “they were all very bad people.”
At that point, luckily for the Master, a mobster that he’d somehow missed came out pointing a gun at the kid he was holding. She was crying. The Doctor instantly fixed his boundless rage onto the new man.
Soon after, the little girl had been freed and the man was very, very dead, having used up his one chance.
As the Doctor stood, breathing heavily and with some blood spots on his face that he hadn’t noticed, the Master couldn’t stop smiling.
“Aw,” he said, patting the Doctor on the cheek. “You’re so CUTE when you’re angry.” The Doctor smacked away the Master’s hand.
Undeterred and still smiling foolishly, the Master ruffled the Doctor’s hair. “We could go and find another ‘bad guy’ and you could kill him too,” he said. “Would you like to do that?”
The Doctor gave him a disgusted look.
“Would that make you feel better?” the Master persevered. “It would make ME feel better. Watching.”
“Do you want the same thing to happen to you?” growled the Doctor.
“Awww,” said the Master. He got up on his toes and kissed the Doctor on the forehead. Then he wiped the blood off of the Doctor’s face with his sleeve.
“Don’t,” said the Doctor but his hearts weren’t in it.
“Let’s go murder their boss, okay?” the Master said.
The Doctor nodded.
“Good,” purred the Master. Grabbing the Doctor’s hand, he ran off, dragging him with him.
The boss died fairly quickly and then they went and had chips for tea because the Doctor was too angry to cook.
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