[OOC] Writing Meme

[lionofmanc]

Stolen from most of Gene's flist, at this point:

Comment here, with any of your characters and any of my characters (mouseover for journal names), and I will write you a fic. Specifically, I will write you a fic wherein they have OFFSPRING - accidental, surrogate'd, adopted, completely clueless, whatever.

FOAR GRATE LULZ. Or just, y'know, crack.

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[storyinmypocket]

"I had nothing to do with this," the Master said, glaring pointedly at a certain Mr. Descant.

"Okay, fine. Nothing to do with it. Say I believe you... How do we fix it?" Des glared right back at the Time Lord sitting across the table.

Underneath said table, on the floor between them, sat a small child who was currently using a sonic screwdriver to quite intently scan the Master's chair.

"I haven't the faintest idea," said the Master. "If you're so determined to pick my brain, why don't you just walk right up to the members of the Kashtta Trust, who are, at this very moment, looking for me and the Doctor both, and ask them to pretty please give me my memories back so we can fix our tiny, defenseless, and easily-controllable Doctor. I'm sure if you pout endearingly enough, they'll just rush to help."

"No one likes a smartass," Des growled.

The Master narrowed his eyes. "And yet, people still put up with you. Fascinating, isn't it?"

They glared at each other a while longer, until the Master felt a tugging on his trouser leg. "Koschei! Koschei, look! I got a screwdriver! And I can do... stuff." And, at that, the Master's chair collapsed beneath him, dropping him to the floor with a muffled 'oof'. "See?"

The Master growled something inarticulate in Gallifreyan.

"That's an inappropriate juxtaposition of concepts," said the child. "You shouldn't say that around me. I'm impressionable."

"Oh, we'll see what kind of impression I can..." Whatever threat the Master might have made was abruptly cut off by Des hauling him to his feet, away from the tiny Doctor.

"He's still the Doctor," Des pointed out. "Easy."

"Oh, trust me. I know that. That's what's going to make this so very enjoyable."