This is what I do with my time. It's sad. It really is. More to come, undoubtedly.
I might be a little excited. Just a little.
The Master has ideas. Five does not approve.
The Master doesn't like having to stand on pink, flowery post-its, but no one ever said being taller than the Doctor was always dignified.
Well if he can't be taller at least he can have a bigger weapon. Or, you know. Paintbrush.
He's finally done it! The Doctor is at his mercy! With this giant blue elephant the Master will be unstoppable!
But wait! What's this? Is the Doctor actually taming his fierce steed?
It's not fair. The Master isn't enjoying this at all. Really.
FISHING FOR DOCTORS. A POPULAR GALLIFREYAN PASTIME.
So it's either make peace with the Master, or get skewered by that pine nettle he's hiding. Your choice Doctor.
The Doctor and the Master take a break from fighting to visit with the locals.
Suddenly the locals attack!
Reflecting on the day's events, the Doctor receives a soothing neck massage.
After a long and busy day the Time Lords wind down by listening to a live reading of Planet of Fire. It's not a very good bedtime story. :[