52 // [Accidental Video]

[neverendingbeat]

[The video switches on pointed at the Master's bed. Nothing jostling it, no real reason. Bastard thing. There is a huddled shape in the bed, which actually turns out to be a little girl.

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[Action || Early Morning]

[mghtbconcussed]

Like it or not, the Master has a tiny Lucy curled up and snuggling most of the night. At least she doesn't thrash around and kick but she does wake up; Saturday morning cartoons and cereal! It's a tradition. Or at least it was when Lucy was five years old

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[neverendingbeat]

"Hm?" says the Master, waking up more properly and scrubbing his hands across his eyes as he opens them. Little Lucy talks a lot, so honestly, she hasn't changed much. Aaaand she's right in his face.

He reaches up to gently nudge her away as he sits up against the headboard of the bed. "No, you're not kidnapped. I'm your sitter for the day." Apparently. "This is a flat, not a hotel room. It's something like a smaller house. Or, rather, it's an apartment. And lastly, I'm not 'Mister', I'm either Mister Master, or Harry." He smiles amiably at her. "There you are: not a stranger anymore. What would you like for breakfast?"

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[mghtbconcussed]

Well no, she's still Lucy even at five and in support of that it doesn't bother her when he nudges her out of his face. She giggles, loosening her hold on the cricket bat.

"Mister Master sounds funny. I like it."

She drops the cricket bat on the bed and gets to her feet, bouncing on the bed as she does.

"Lucky Charms. Just the marshmallows please and can we watch cartoons?"

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[neverendingbeat]

"Good," he says, already quite alert. Then he remembers his promise. "And what would you prefer to be called?"

Flattening his hair a bit with his hands, trying to stop it from sticking up in tufts everywhere, he thinks about the situation. He'll have to go out and get the cereal. So he'd best get dressed. He swings his legs around to sit off the edge of the bed.

"They really should make that cereal entirely out of marshmallows," he says. "I'll have to buy some. Can your breakfast wait until then?"

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[mghtbconcussed]

Lucy has to think about this a moment, even pausing her bouncing to give it real consideration. She reaches out and pats his hair, not doing much for the bed head but making the effort.

"If you're Mister Master can I be Lady Lucy?"

She slides off the bed and flops the sleeves of the shirt she's wearing around. "Kay. I got shoes here?"

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[neverendingbeat]

Smirking a little bit, the Master nods. "Lady Lucy it is, then! And I'm afraid you haven't got any clothing at all, here." Pondering her in his shirt for a moment, he adds, "However, we can roll up the sleeves of that shirt and find something to make a belt for the middle. Turn it into a sort of dress for the time being. But no shoes right now. Sorry."

He stands up and walks over to flip on the light of and then enter his closet, closing the door after him. "Don't come in," he says, his voice muffled on the other side of the door. "I'm changing."

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[mghtbconcussed]

"No shoes are okay," Lucy says as she climbs back up on the bed and resumes jumping on it. "And I like dresses."

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[neverendingbeat]

"Lucky for you," says the Master, dressing as quickly as possible and exiting his closet in trousers, shirt and stripy jumper. "You'll be wearing that until we work out a way to get you some proper clothing. Would you rather stay here and start on the rather serious business of watching cartoons or come on a rather awkward piggyback to the store with me?"

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[mghtbconcussed]

The jumping on the bed ceases when the Master returns with Lucy flopping down onto the bed. She slides off and squeals, hands going up in the air. "Piggyback!"

Yeah she doesn't know the word awkward but piggyback rides are always fun. Sorry, Master. This really is just one ball of awkward but at least she'll be able to tell everyone you were a perfect gentleman later?

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[neverendingbeat]

"Right," says the Master. "It really ought to be actually on my back until we buy you some knickers at the very least. Or...underpants, sorry." The money's already in his pocket so all he needs now is to have a Lucy on his back. "Hop back up onto the bed, I'll come over, and you can get up on my back, arms around my neck. Alright?"

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[mghtbconcussed]

"Momma should have left me clothes," Lucy says as she jumps up on the bed. "How long do I get to stay with you? Can we have a tea party later? I like your 'partment. We have a house with stairs and sometimes I slide things down the rails but Momma doesn't like it 'cause once I broke her vase."

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[neverendingbeat]

"Just you wait," says the Master, walking over to the bed and bending his knees slightly to give her access to his back. "My flat has stairs too." Only up to the bedroom, really but stairs nonetheless. He'd refuse to live in a flat otherwise, all cramped and controlled. "And you'll be staying with me for either today or the whole weekend, depending on what happens."

"And we'll have a tea party this afternoon, Lady Lucy," he adds. "A proper one. I am British, after all." Or he might as well be.

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[mghtbconcussed]

She scrambles up on his back, her arms going around his neck and legs wrapping around his waist. "Kay!" she says once she's secure. "Can we slid things down the rails? And yay! I like tea parties and your accent. British means you're like 007 right? Daddy likes those movies. Do you drink 'tini's shaken not stirred? Momma drinks them with two olives. You're my favorite sitter. The other one makes me clean my room and tells me I hafta have grapefruit for breakfast."

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[neverendingbeat]

"That was my point in mentioning them," says the Master cheerfully. He walks over and opens his bedroom door, walks down the short, bannistered hallway, and then down the stairs. "Something like 007, yes, only no martinis. I prefer whisky and wine." He reaches the bottom of the stairs carefully. "Are you at least allowed sugar on the grapefruit?"

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[mghtbconcussed]

"Yes but I lick the sugar off and ask for more and she says no," Lucy pouts as he carries her down stairs. "She's mean Mister Master. I'm gonna ask if you can be my sitter all the time."

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[neverendingbeat]

"They're not even going about it the right way," says the Master, walking through the front room to the door and opening it. "They should leave the sugar in the grapefruit overnight." Closing and locking it behind him, he sets off for the building entrance and the shops.