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Doctor Who double drabble!
So, I didn't like 'Midnight'. But rather than complaining, I've written (a tiny) fic. This is NOT a way of 'fixing' the episode btw, just a very... different ending. Really, not what you might expect at all! *g* Un-beta'd & a little rough I guess.
Title: Untitled.
Summary: What if 'Midnight' had gone a little differently?
Spoilers: Midnight (duh).
Rating: PG.
Characters: The Doctor & ?
Length: 200 words.
Untitled.
"Master - will you please, please stop? I am begging you - just stop!"
But the Master only shook his head, unable to speak, and kept giggling. He'd laughed non-stop for... the Doctor didn't know how long. There was no time in this place, which was far more disorientating than the lack of a physical 'world'.
The Doctor glared. "It's not that funny."
The other nodded vehemently and finally found his voice. "Oh but it is Doctor... It is the best joke ever. You - you - were killed by humans!"
The Doctor groaned and buried his head in his hands. "So were you!" he shot back, glumly, and the Master raised his eyebrows in mock astonishment. "Oh but I asked for it - and, I'm proud to say, truly deserved it! But you..."
The Master was overcome with mirth again, and the Doctor sighed deeply and gave up. He was beginning to wonder if maybe there was some sort of God after all, assigning people afterlives...
He wasn't exactly surprised to find himself in hell, but why oh why had the Master been given his own private heaven?
Title: Untitled.
Summary: What if 'Midnight' had gone a little differently?
Spoilers: Midnight (duh).
Rating: PG.
Characters: The Doctor & ?
Length: 200 words.
Untitled.
"Master - will you please, please stop? I am begging you - just stop!"
But the Master only shook his head, unable to speak, and kept giggling. He'd laughed non-stop for... the Doctor didn't know how long. There was no time in this place, which was far more disorientating than the lack of a physical 'world'.
The Doctor glared. "It's not that funny."
The other nodded vehemently and finally found his voice. "Oh but it is Doctor... It is the best joke ever. You - you - were killed by humans!"
The Doctor groaned and buried his head in his hands. "So were you!" he shot back, glumly, and the Master raised his eyebrows in mock astonishment. "Oh but I asked for it - and, I'm proud to say, truly deserved it! But you..."
The Master was overcome with mirth again, and the Doctor sighed deeply and gave up. He was beginning to wonder if maybe there was some sort of God after all, assigning people afterlives...
He wasn't exactly surprised to find himself in hell, but why oh why had the Master been given his own private heaven?

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Best of luck with the party. I hope you weren't planning on having it outside if the weather is as dull and gloomy as it is here.
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Aaanyway, the last bit of my little crack!fic (for now anyway - I think it kept me sane these last few days):
Doctor: You think you can just swan in here like you own the place, turn everyone's head and take charge?
Seeker [smug, but with a serious edge]: Don't like the mirror, Doctor?
*Rose, Donna, Jack & Jenny all have carefully neutral faces*
Doctor [suddenly deadly serious]: No. Because if you really are the Master's son, there are two things you would know: One, that I am not going to believe a single word you say, and two, that you are the last man in this - or any universe - that I want chatting up my daughter!
Seeker [with about five different expressions on his face]: I understand. Goodbye Doctor.
*presses a button on his thingamijig and vanishes*
Jenny: Dad! You - you made him go away!
Doctor: ...
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Glad it helped keep you sane :)
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There are all sorts of thoughts re nature & nurture wrapped up in it of course, but mainly knowing who his father is, the Doctor can't help but question everything the Seeker says. (He *claims* that the Doctor brought him up, but then that's what he *would* say if he was trying to insinuate himself into the Doctor's confidence...)
Anyway, I have a few more ideas that I might drag out some day!
Thanks for coming along on this crazy ride! :)
ETA - fine, here's the next bit, but this *is* the end. Ish. (And sorry about all the editing. I suck.)
*In the Seeker's universe*
TARDIS door opens and the Seeker comes in, still holding the device. His spaceship can be glimpsed outside.
Doctor: Where have you been? Didn't it work? But I made sure to double-check everything - just, you know, in case something went wrong...
Master: Wait, did something happen? I'm afraid I almost died of boredom.
Seeker [talking to the Doctor]: Oh it worked. Just... not quite how I planned it.
Doctor: Well I did say that you should have used hyperlinks and not tetra-leads. [grins] Shall we get to work then?
Seeker: No no. I've locked the variable.
Doctor [waves arms around in Doctor-ly fashion]: But that defeats the whole point! Why on earth did you do that?
Seeker: Found a better project - we're going to fix the fabric of reality!
Doctor: What? But that's... that's impossible!
Seeker: Come on! We're Timelords! If anyone's going to do it, it's us! I'm the Seeker, and there is no point in seeking without finding. I will work it out, even if it kills me twelve times over!
Doctor [eyes narrowing]: Just where did you end up?
Seeker [smiling]: Alternate dimension - a world without me! Or dad - he killed himself rather than spend forever with you.
Master: Parallel!me was obviously cleverer than I.
Doctor: So... who was there?
Seeker: Well Rose for a start!
Doctor [floored]: Rose?
Seeker: Yup! Had come through from Pete's World and my clever little gizmo must have latched onto her trail! So, we need to figure out a way of travelling between dimensions safely, because I don't want the universe to collapse every time I go on a date.
Doctor: Date? With whom?
Seeker [can't help grinning]: Her name's Jenny...
Master [rolls eyes]: How long were you there?
Seeker: Oh... half an hour?
Master: Great. Spend thirty minutes with some trollope and you're ready to cross universes for her. You're worse than him! *points to Doctor*
Seeker [sternly]: Watch how you speak about your future daughter-in-law!
Doctor: Daughter-in-law? I think your father has a point for once, who is this girl?
Seeker [grins widely]: Your daughter!
Doctor: ...
Seeker: Oh - and parallel!you really doesn't like - or trust - me, considering my parentage. Said I was the last man [shoots Doctor pointed look, since the Doctor, as many a parent, has trouble adjusting to the fact that his little boy has grown up] he'd want around his child!
Master [gleeful]: I'll pay for the wedding!
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Heh, heh, it's been my pleasure *g*. Nice to see the Master get the last word (so far).
I'm away for the next few days so have fun while I'm gone.
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I think I might tidy it up a tiny bit and post it - in case other people would like to enjoy teh crazy. :)
Nice to see the Master get the last word (so far).
There might be more at some point with all of them meeting - although trying to keep track of *two* Doctors is rather daunting...
And have a lovely time! (Or rather, since I doubt you'll see this before you leave, I hope you *had* a lovely time! *g*)