Summary:
Ten has an idea who makes a certain Dark Wizard extremely happy
Besides, a grumpy detective is on his way ;)
Notes:
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Chapter XII (I): Trip down memory lane
"So, my Doctor, will you tell me what is your brilliant plan in order to catch the other detective too?" Barty dabs him, wandering around him.
"First, we don't catch anyone, mind you, we recruit people to bring to David and we make sure they enjoy staying with us as much as possible." the Time Lord begins to make things clearer.
Singy shyly steps forward.
"If I'm allowed to say something, you have been a little brutal to me ..."
The next second, Barty is pressing his wand to his throat.
"No, you are not allowed to speak, you, banal Muggle, do you really dare to question my Second Dark Lord's word?" growls the Death Eater growls.
"Barty, how many times did I explain to you that there's ways and ways to counter the opinion of someone who disagrees with us?" Ten patiently repeats, taking the Dark Wizard's hand that's holding the wand and moving it away from Singy, who thanks him with a look.
"You are right, my Doctor, I beg for your forgiveness ... but this banal Muggle is so insolent!" the Dark Wizard mutters, casting the detective a glacial glance.
"Did I say brutal? I meant cordial, cordial!" Singy rectifies, walking away.
Kevin and Drinky aren't around yet but nobody wants to find out where they are, let alone what they're doing.
"What was the second point?" Barty goes back to the main topic.
"This: how can you say it's brilliant if you haven't heard my plan yet? " the other asks him.
"Oh, but it's simple, if it's your plan, whatever it is, it goes without saying that it will be brilliant and infallible!"
"Come here, flatterer!" Ten pulls him to himself to be able to lure him into a long, fiery kiss.
However, this doesn't distract Barty from his goals
"You haven't told me about your plan yet." he insists.
"I'll do something better than telling you, I'll directly show you!" the Doctor winks, mysteriously, before walking away.
When he returns from the immense and well-stocked TARDIS wardrobe, dressed in a long black tunic, hooded and with his face covered in a grotesque silver mask, Barty almost jumps on him.
"That's what you meant when you said that I inspired you!" the Dark Wizard grins, excited.
"Exactly, if we all dress like this we will be practically unrecognizable and it will not take a spell from you, nor a mental effort from Killgrave ... people will probably mistake us for a group of actors ... or a satanic sect, at worst." Time Lord mumbles.
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