Drabble Dump: August-September 2010
Copying off of Ryan and posting my contributions to the best_enemies weekly drabble challenge.
It's fun. And I usually finish them, you can't beat that.
Title: Like Water for Root Vegetables
Characters/Pairing: Six/Ainley!Master
Spoilers: None
The Master snatched the cup from the Doctor's hand. Taking in a mouthful of water, he swished it through his teeth, eyes narrowed. After a few minutes of swishing and glaring he stood and stormed in to the bathroom.
Spitting noisily into the orange sink, he wiped his beard on the sleeve of his nightshirt and returned to bed. He pulled the Doctor into a deep kiss, tongue managing an indulgent sweep of the other man’s mouth before he was once again shoved away.
“No, no,” the Doctor shook his curly head mournfully, “I can still taste the carrot juice.”
Title: Masterpiece
Characters/Pairing: Ainley!Master/Four….sort of
Spoilers: 5D promo pics
The Master is not a painter, and at first the task seems impossible. Colors are mixed, rejected and modified a dozen times before he dares take a fine brush to the stolen masterpiece. Light strokes over the cheeks create the depth of tone he remembers from their brief encounter, and then it's on to the eyes. Only once the right blue is found do they shine and finally the months’ hard work seems justified. The Master presses his lips to those he spent weeks perfecting before hauling the piece into his arms. The waxwork Doctor grins insufferably down at him.
Title: It’s a Piece of Cake (to Bake a Pretty Cake)
Characters/Pairing: Six/Ainley!Master
Spoilers: none
Once the cloud settled, it was as though someone had taken a powderpuff the size of a planetoid to the poor man. The blue of this regeneration’s coat was muted with flour and the Doctor’s curls were white with traces of cocoa powder.
The Master glowered, still holding the bowl. He had generously ignored many of the taunts; She used better chocolate, she let him sample the ingredients. The final implication that he, the Master, would prove inferior was blatant provocation.
“And this?” Stepping in, he licked the Doctor’s cheek lightly, tasting chocolate. The Doctor frowned.
“Evelyn would have apologized.”
Title: Morning After
Characters/Pairing: Seven/Cheetah!Master
Spoilers: none
The Doctor picked himself off the floor, leaning on his umbrella. Frowning, he noted a sting in his lips, as might result from kissing someone unafraid to use their fangs. That coupled with the ache where something had slammed into his skull, the shower of glass at his feet and the faint aftertaste of mediocre wine told the whole story. Resignedly, the Doctor turned to take in the scene of the crime.
As expected, the Master was gone, Ace was missing and, to add insult to injury and kidnapping, a new bottle of Chateau Braxiatel sat unopened on the counter.
Title: Zagreus Sits Upon Your Head
Characters/Pairing: Eight/Master
Spoilers: Zagreus
This time, their coupling was violent enough to frighten him.
“You’ll die, once I’m done with you.” The man kissing him smiled a wide, mad smile.
Mind made up, the Master yanked him away, grasping a last luxurious handful of hair. He stared in disbelief and horror at the mass of auburn curls he came away with. The Doctor was sicker than he’d thought, he was balding he- was wearing artificial hair.
Zagreus growled, and the Master fled. It wasn’t until he was deep in the bowels of the man’s mad TARDIS that he realized he was still carrying the wig.
Title: The Tortoise’s Pajamas
Characters/Pairing: Six/Ainley!Master, Mel
Spoilers: none
The Doctor held his dressing-gown closed.
“Now see here-“
“He has a point, you’re not dressed for the occasion.”
“Mel!” The betrayed whine was cut short.
“However it is inarguably your color, and those are most certainly the-“ The Master chuckled at his own joke, “Cat’s pajamas.”
“These are turtles, you empty minded-“ Again, he was interrupted as the Master shoved him against the TARDIS and attempted to suffocate him with his lips. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending who’s side you took, Mel acted quickly, utilizing a nearby garden hose and saving the Doctor’s dignity, if not his purple silk robe.
Title: Field of the Cybersheep
Characters/Pairing: Two/War Chief!Master
Spoilers: none
They hurried down the hill. A few of the stumbles nearly sent the Doctor sprawling and he clung to the man beside him, only releasing his hand to scramble over an ineffective barrier in their path. The animals that filled the field proved inconvenient, and in the way, like most of the planet’s natives.
“An effective diversion.”
“Hardly.” The Doctor panted. Glancing backwards, he was unsurprised to see the cybermen still in pursuit, bringing down any animal in their path. “And it hasn’t done much for the sheep.”
The War Chief attributed his attitude to residual soreness and damp socks.
Title: the Forge burns
Characters/Pairing: Ainley!Master
Spoilers: Project: Lazarus
The Forge was burning. This was the third time the Master had killed the Doctor this week. To his surprise, he was getting rather tired of it. The thrill was gone.
Rather than basking in the aftermath, he found himself wondering detachedly if each clone counted individually. If that were the case, he had now killed his nemesis nineteen times. ‘Little deaths’ excluded.
To be honest, he needed to find the real Doctor and be reassured. Of course such reassurance would inevitably end in the bedroom. He might even stay for breakfast, assuming it was nothing toasted, burnt or crispy.
The end!
It's fun. And I usually finish them, you can't beat that.
Title: Like Water for Root Vegetables
Characters/Pairing: Six/Ainley!Master
Spoilers: None
The Master snatched the cup from the Doctor's hand. Taking in a mouthful of water, he swished it through his teeth, eyes narrowed. After a few minutes of swishing and glaring he stood and stormed in to the bathroom.
Spitting noisily into the orange sink, he wiped his beard on the sleeve of his nightshirt and returned to bed. He pulled the Doctor into a deep kiss, tongue managing an indulgent sweep of the other man’s mouth before he was once again shoved away.
“No, no,” the Doctor shook his curly head mournfully, “I can still taste the carrot juice.”
Title: Masterpiece
Characters/Pairing: Ainley!Master/Four….sort of
Spoilers: 5D promo pics
The Master is not a painter, and at first the task seems impossible. Colors are mixed, rejected and modified a dozen times before he dares take a fine brush to the stolen masterpiece. Light strokes over the cheeks create the depth of tone he remembers from their brief encounter, and then it's on to the eyes. Only once the right blue is found do they shine and finally the months’ hard work seems justified. The Master presses his lips to those he spent weeks perfecting before hauling the piece into his arms. The waxwork Doctor grins insufferably down at him.
Title: It’s a Piece of Cake (to Bake a Pretty Cake)
Characters/Pairing: Six/Ainley!Master
Spoilers: none
Once the cloud settled, it was as though someone had taken a powderpuff the size of a planetoid to the poor man. The blue of this regeneration’s coat was muted with flour and the Doctor’s curls were white with traces of cocoa powder.
The Master glowered, still holding the bowl. He had generously ignored many of the taunts; She used better chocolate, she let him sample the ingredients. The final implication that he, the Master, would prove inferior was blatant provocation.
“And this?” Stepping in, he licked the Doctor’s cheek lightly, tasting chocolate. The Doctor frowned.
“Evelyn would have apologized.”
Title: Morning After
Characters/Pairing: Seven/Cheetah!Master
Spoilers: none
The Doctor picked himself off the floor, leaning on his umbrella. Frowning, he noted a sting in his lips, as might result from kissing someone unafraid to use their fangs. That coupled with the ache where something had slammed into his skull, the shower of glass at his feet and the faint aftertaste of mediocre wine told the whole story. Resignedly, the Doctor turned to take in the scene of the crime.
As expected, the Master was gone, Ace was missing and, to add insult to injury and kidnapping, a new bottle of Chateau Braxiatel sat unopened on the counter.
Title: Zagreus Sits Upon Your Head
Characters/Pairing: Eight/Master
Spoilers: Zagreus
This time, their coupling was violent enough to frighten him.
“You’ll die, once I’m done with you.” The man kissing him smiled a wide, mad smile.
Mind made up, the Master yanked him away, grasping a last luxurious handful of hair. He stared in disbelief and horror at the mass of auburn curls he came away with. The Doctor was sicker than he’d thought, he was balding he- was wearing artificial hair.
Zagreus growled, and the Master fled. It wasn’t until he was deep in the bowels of the man’s mad TARDIS that he realized he was still carrying the wig.
Title: The Tortoise’s Pajamas
Characters/Pairing: Six/Ainley!Master, Mel
Spoilers: none
The Doctor held his dressing-gown closed.
“Now see here-“
“He has a point, you’re not dressed for the occasion.”
“Mel!” The betrayed whine was cut short.
“However it is inarguably your color, and those are most certainly the-“ The Master chuckled at his own joke, “Cat’s pajamas.”
“These are turtles, you empty minded-“ Again, he was interrupted as the Master shoved him against the TARDIS and attempted to suffocate him with his lips. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending who’s side you took, Mel acted quickly, utilizing a nearby garden hose and saving the Doctor’s dignity, if not his purple silk robe.
Title: Field of the Cybersheep
Characters/Pairing: Two/War Chief!Master
Spoilers: none
They hurried down the hill. A few of the stumbles nearly sent the Doctor sprawling and he clung to the man beside him, only releasing his hand to scramble over an ineffective barrier in their path. The animals that filled the field proved inconvenient, and in the way, like most of the planet’s natives.
“An effective diversion.”
“Hardly.” The Doctor panted. Glancing backwards, he was unsurprised to see the cybermen still in pursuit, bringing down any animal in their path. “And it hasn’t done much for the sheep.”
The War Chief attributed his attitude to residual soreness and damp socks.
Title: the Forge burns
Characters/Pairing: Ainley!Master
Spoilers: Project: Lazarus
The Forge was burning. This was the third time the Master had killed the Doctor this week. To his surprise, he was getting rather tired of it. The thrill was gone.
Rather than basking in the aftermath, he found himself wondering detachedly if each clone counted individually. If that were the case, he had now killed his nemesis nineteen times. ‘Little deaths’ excluded.
To be honest, he needed to find the real Doctor and be reassured. Of course such reassurance would inevitably end in the bedroom. He might even stay for breakfast, assuming it was nothing toasted, burnt or crispy.
The end!