Wife Swap!

Mar. 10th, 2012 11:14 am
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The Doctor was rather annoyed with the Master at the moment.

They liked to take turns on deciding where they wanted to go and what they wanted to do. Since the Doctor's last choice had been the highly successful tea party at the garden planet, it was the Master's turn.

And but of course, he landed them on Satellite Five. Luckily the Game Station's assortment of gameshows were no longer deadly, but the Doctor was still uneasy as they were directed into a large open room with a small live audience.

"Relax," the Master reassured him in a loud whisper, sounding rather amused as he wrapped an arm around the Time Lord's shoulder. "I told them I wanted a game where we can stay together."

Just after he'd finished speaking, a thousand bright lights illuminated the room, making the Doctor wince slightly as the loud announcer voice came on.

"Welcome to Intergalactic Wife Swaaaaap! Today's participants, the Doctor and the Master, now married for nearly a year!"

The Doctor just glared at the Master as the voice continued.

"After sweeping the entire universe and all of its related time streams for the perfect match, we finally found a couple to swap with them! While not officially in a relationship, this couple have been denying their affection for each other since their fallout after childhood! Please welcome....The Doctor and the Master!!"

The Doctor blinked in surprise, gaping in shock as the supposed 'couple' appeared across the room beneath the teleports. The seemingly older of the two, a tall man with a shock of white hair, quickly released his companion's hand and put some space between them, glancing about in mild interest.

"Well," said the Doctor's third regeneration, "who knew the void was a game show."

The bearded man beside him scoffed and the two Masters shared glances before the older one spoke. "I'm...trading wives...with myself?"

The tenth Doctor released his Master's hand and scowled. "I'm not the wife, how many times?"

He realized a moment too late that letting go of that hand hadn't been the best idea. A bright flash of light consumed both him and the younger Master, and a moment later he found himself in the nostalgically familiar TARDIS, slumped in a chair and feeling sick.

Date: 2012-03-10 04:27 pm (UTC)
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He wasn't sure how this had even happened, what had happened with the TARDIS, what they had done... The Master groaned a little, pushing himself carefully off of the floor he had seemingly collapsed on. With his vision clearing, he noticed that he was back on the TARDIS, but there was something distinctively different.

Glancing over, he noticed the other man in the room. "...Oh, no."

Date: 2012-03-11 04:13 am (UTC)
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"Do the two of you make a habit of this, then?" he muttered, looking this Doctor over curiously.

Date: 2012-03-11 04:17 am (UTC)
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"I see." He was quiet for a bit, trying to figure out what to even do.

Date: 2012-03-11 04:22 am (UTC)
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For now, he just continued to look him over. "You look like a child that's starved himself," he pointed out. "Given up on the dignified look, have we?"

Date: 2012-03-11 04:26 am (UTC)
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"Foxy?" He snorted in amusement. "And my facial hair is quite good and hardly ridiculous in any fashion."

Date: 2012-03-11 04:32 am (UTC)
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"Such as?" The Doctor really wasn't helping his case with the 'stern' look; the Master simply couldn't take him seriously.

Date: 2012-03-11 04:35 am (UTC)
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"Oh, a bunch of your little pets. I would hardly call any of them a reliable source," he said.

Date: 2012-03-11 04:36 am (UTC)
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"I can assume well enough." He tapped his foot.

Date: 2012-03-11 04:39 am (UTC)
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His eyes narrowed somewhat. "Dull? Oh, don't blame me for the fact that I cannot match your level of obnoxiousness and hyperactivity," he said. "Perhaps your Master can, though if that is the case, I shudder to think becoming him one day."

Date: 2012-03-11 04:42 am (UTC)
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"Should I dare to ask how?" he questioned.

Date: 2012-03-11 04:47 am (UTC)
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He went very, very quiet at that for a while. The Master hadn't quite caught the introduction on the game show for the older pair, and wasn't exactly aware of the true nature of their relationship. Until now, obviously.

"...how long?"

Date: 2012-03-11 04:50 am (UTC)
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It was something he needed to wrap his head around. "What regeneration are you now?"

Date: 2012-03-11 04:53 am (UTC)
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"Another seven until you finally give in, then. Lovely. It would seem that I have a good period of waiting to do," he said mostly to himself.

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