"Mister Master Doesn't Like Tea"
Who: Doctor, David, Mister Master, Cat!Harry
Where: Fob!watch verse
When: The trip to see Galileo took some pretty awkward turns for the worst. The Valiant is in the 16th century now and the Master is raining terror upon the humans!
David didn't pout, but he was being a bit more quiet than usual, hands folded in his
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The Master was not the sort who taught or did anything a Doctor or Doctor shaped object wanted. He naturally did the opposite. Which was, of course, making him sad. The more miserable David looked, the better.
He was definitely odd but so was this whole thing! He couldn't find his own Doctor, he had one that was beyond his time line, a clone and -- well, a cat thing. It didn't take long to steal the hat away and the Master kept it proudly sitting on top of Valiant controls.
"Why are you always so cheery? When was the last time you were utterly miserable?"
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That was, truly, the worst of it. David provided his tormentor with all of the tools he needed to get on with the tormenting!
David slumped in his chair. "They didn't want me around. Harry didn't like me at all. And my Doctor liked me even less."
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Honest to God and Rassilon and whatever else, it was like that cheetah virus haunted him.
"These Harrys don't sound very nice at all. Do you like the new one?"
Oh David was too easy, it was all too much fun. He'd take great joy in killing this one.
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He trailed off before leaning forward, elbow on the table. That's right, he and the Master were having a talk and he loved it!
"We just met this one. I don't think he likes me much either." David laughed for half a moment and then frowned again. "I don't think this Doctor likes me very much sometimes either. He's only taking care of me because he promised his fobwatch. You know, I don't think a lot of people like me..."
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"Nope, never really played around with water. But we could? Would you like to play David?"
If he wasn't to play the lamb to the slaughter then he could, he could easily mutilate and kill Harry later. And probably seemed pictures of his mangled body to any other Masters nearby.
"Come play David!"
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David could see the look in the Master's eyes. Something bad was going to happen but he would much, much rather it be done to him. Which was odd, considering how much he hated pain!
Still, it was for a good cause.
"We can colour code the balloons too. And the water guns!" Talk, talk, talk. Where was the Doctor?!
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When the guards arrived, they locked a collar around Harrys neck and yanked him along, choking him quite harshly. "David! David be careful! Don't worry, we're going to help you."
The Master rolled his eyes and put an arm on Davids back. "We'll play nice. In the mean time-- I don't know, someone find him a muzzle."
Shoving David ahead, the Master lead David along, nodding to his guards to make sure everything was set. Slipping into the elevator, he shoved his hands into his pockets and smiled.
"Ready?"
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It seemed impossible to eve ncontemplate, much less perform. Still David had to try. He kept close to the Master as he was seperated from Harry.
"Do you have a pool here like the TARDIS does?"
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Oh speaking of which.
Harry frowned and bit his lower lip before sparing David a sideways look. "Could you... erm... look, would you stroke my tail? It sort of aches and-- please."
This was actually sort of embarrassing but at least he knew David liked it.
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Maybe it was odd to be so happy about that, but David had been beyond enamoured when Harry laid his head in his lap so that he could stroke his ears. As they faced one another, David lightly stroked the tail that flipped in a happy, partial wave each time his finger slipped over the edge.
"You don't need to be embarrassed. I like listening to you purr! I like making you purr." It was more sexually charged, those statements, than David realized.
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When the Doctor did get back and everything was sorted, he raised an eyebrow at David as he petted Harry. It was all so very odd to him.
But Harry didn't seem to notice, he was nuzzling Davids leg and making content little noises.
"Erm-- yes, don't mind me!"
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Harry was still happily curled up with him, but wouldn't a couch or a bed be a little nicer? Better to spread out on? His own head was aching a bit and laying down would be lovely!
Truly lovely.
He just didn't want to disturb Harry!
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Looking down, he glanced over at David with determination before leaping in. He was determined to keep up and--
Oh wait... he didn't remember how to swim. Flailing, Harry grabbed the edge and panted in panic. He almost drowned! Oh Lord, he was in a death trap and he couldn't catch Harry. Damn chocolate!
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He wrapped his arms around Harry and coaxed the other man's arms around his neck.
"Got you! Got you! Poor little cat! Come on, we should get out and have something to eat!"
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Was this actually going to work?
Probably not. But he didn't want David to leave because of him. "I only learned to swim when I was younger. I don't remember it well, it's just there."
As in, he never actually did it. He never learned. But no one could really tell him that!
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That that it wasn't nice to have a cat clawing at him for dear life... And he wasn't even being sarcastic about that!
Gently pulling Harry along as everyone else around them screamed happily and splashed their friends, David carefully and easily brought Harry to his spot.
"See? Easy. You're fine."
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