Mister Master Doesn't Like Tea

Jun 22, 2011 18:56

"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 ( Read more... )

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iehcsok June 22 2011, 23:02:43 UTC
The Master grinned brightly and with a look of utter amusement, he took several steps back. "Erm, no! No, no, no, no! Sit down and shut up like good doggie."

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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impulsive_charm June 22 2011, 23:13:02 UTC
David looked pretty sad right about now, his hair drooping when he was denied a dance with the Master. "Oh, um...not that long ago. When the Doctor that cloned me took my Harry away...or when Wheatley was eaten. We buried him in a robotic spare parts yard," David said. He could never keep his mouth shut, giving the Master all the fodder he'd ever need.

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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iehcsok June 22 2011, 23:22:42 UTC
Oh so he had issues with hatred then? Pulling a face of mock sympathy, he dropped down by David and regarded him like one would when they were patronizing a child. "So Harry? He's me but not this version we have now. I can tell, you talk in past tense. So there are a lot of them. How many have cat ears?"

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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impulsive_charm June 22 2011, 23:29:14 UTC
"My Harry didn't have ears like that. This one is the first we've met with cat ears. But touch touch them, that's sexual harassment. I'm not really sure how..."

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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iehcsok June 23 2011, 16:37:55 UTC
The Master gave David a bored look. Oh he could see what was happening here and he didn't like it. Not that he didn't find it amusing. He called one of his men over and whispered something in his ear, three men swiftly left the room and the Master dropped his head in his hands, shaking his head.

"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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impulsive_charm June 23 2011, 16:52:18 UTC
"Oooh, do you have water balloons? We could have a water-war! But... Probably not here. We'd get everything soaked and there's electronics involved and--"

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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iehcsok June 23 2011, 17:06:09 UTC
The Doctor couldn't do anything! He'd asked them to get the laser screwdriver, all he could do was find a way out and it was easier said than done. He had no sonic. All he had was a ball of sting, a yoyo, a flute and three eggs... huh, he really needed t clean his pockets.

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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impulsive_charm June 23 2011, 17:12:21 UTC
David followed suit, wrapping an arm around the Master's waist. Getting the screwdriver was going to be difficult. He knew where it was, he felt it in his pocket, but how would he steal and get it back to the Doctor?

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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iehcsok June 23 2011, 23:38:33 UTC
"I don't think you're mentally retarded! I just think you're a bit special-- and, in my defence, you actually sort of are," he was willing to let the Master fling him into things and couldn't seem to help himself from touching his private cat-areas!

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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impulsive_charm June 23 2011, 23:53:22 UTC
"Of course!"

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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iehcsok June 23 2011, 23:59:53 UTC
Yes, this was definitely odd. There went his ego, right out the door. But the sharp ache in his tail went whenever David stroked it. Sure he was blushing like crazy and odd noises kept slipping out but it was worth it to soothe the pain. The Doctor had stamped on it very hard to achieve the noise he wanted and he was pretty sure it had been damaged.

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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impulsive_charm June 24 2011, 00:15:07 UTC
"Is it all sorted?" David asked, smiling brightly at the Doctor. Oh, he could never be mad at the Doctor for long, even for getting himself captured and stomping on Harry's tail! "Can we have tea? Oh, and I would love a bit of chocolate cake! Do we still have any or did we use it all up to patch that leak..."

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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iehcsok June 24 2011, 19:55:28 UTC
Harry did. Eventually. He took his time, very gently getting half way in before flinching and pulling back out. Nope. He didn't like that at all. He never did like water, he always made his showers swift because of it.

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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impulsive_charm June 24 2011, 20:16:38 UTC
But at least it wasn't really water, and it was so much thicker! That made swimming about ten times more tiring too! David yelped when he saw Harry flounder and rushed on over...as fast as possible at least.

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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iehcsok June 24 2011, 20:27:12 UTC
"No, no, no. you want to swim, just keep going. I'll hang on," Harry offered, though he was pulling a face like someone had tossed him into ice-cold water. Well, at least he wasn't alone, he had David to cling to. Even if his leg and slowly wrapping its way around Davids own.

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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impulsive_charm June 24 2011, 21:10:17 UTC
"You don't need to swim," David said calmly as Harry clung to him and his shirt. "The chocolate's so thick that you can float really easily. Let's get to the ledge and you can sit."

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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