The Beginning of the End (Doctor Who)

Chap. 9

You show up exactly at noon, joining the Doctor and Bill at the front, which is mainly empty, seeing as it's Saturday.

"So, what exciting place are we going to today?" You sarcastically ask.

"I'm having Missy go on a test run, Bill thinks it's a bad idea."

"Doctor, this is a bad idea." She exclaims.

"No, it's a good idea. A test run. She thinks she can be me. Let's try her out."

"Why?"

"She got us home from Mars." He answers, walking into the University.

"She's a murderer." Bill protests.

"Nice bacon sandwich." You note.

"What?"

"That pig had a family." You answer, seeming to have made your point when she doesn't answer.

In the kitchen, she's cutting up potatoes when you ask, "What exactly are you going to do?"

"I pick a scenario, we drop her down into it, and we see how she does."

"How does that work?" Bill asks, putting the potatoes in a bowl.

"Ah. We just take the TARDIS for a spin and we graze for distress calls. We pick a good one. Our usual Saturday."

Bill sighs, dropping the potatoes into the fryer. "And what if she just walks out and slaughters everyone just for a laugh?"

"Well, I will be monitoring you both the whole time."

"Us?" She exclaims.

"Yes." He gasps. "You, Y/n, and Nardole. You can be her companions. See?"

"Ah, nah! Forget it. Absolutely no way." She shakes her head.

"I'm on board." You raise a hand.

"See?" His eyebrows go up, "And Nardole agreed."

"No, I didn't." Nardole denies, walking in from the back.

"You did in my head, which is good enough for me." He points out.

"Why do you want to do this?" Bill asks.

"She's my friend. She's my oldest friend in the universe."

"Well, you've got lots of friends." She points out, "Better ones. What's so special about her?"

"She's different." He lowly says.

"Oh, different how?" You ask.

"I don't know." He looks down.

"You clearly do." You press.

He sighs, "She's the only person that I've ever met who's even remotely like me."

"So more than anything... you want her to be good?" Bill asks, he looks away. Nardole walks over and looks at his face.

"Are you having an emotion?"

"I know I can help her." He dismisses Nardole's comment.

"Yeah. Look at that face, he's having an emotion." You shortly laugh. "Yeah. Yes, look at that bit." He points to the corner of his mouth. "He's doing emotions."

"Oh, leave him alone." Bill sighs.

"Can I take a selfie with you?" Nardole asks, pulling out his phone and taking the picture. The Doctor pushes it down as you leave the room, going to the library and reading until later that night.

On the University roof, Bill and the Doctor sit on a bench, you leaning on the edge, eating the chips Bill made.

"So, what is the history between you and her?" You ask, referring to Missy.