She learned it the hard way. Some people were never meant to exist. Not even the Doctor wants her as a companion. But then the Master saves her from certain death and discovers that this human girl might be of more use to him than he expected.
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A/N: I collected chestnuts with a friend yesterday. The edible ones. And today I made cookies out of them! This... has nothing to do with the story. But it's good to be outside once in a while. Nature gives you energy and lifts up your spirit. So, go outside, kids! Breathe in some sunlight! (We can always be horny for the Master, afterwards. hrhrhr °J° )
Seriously, though, my brain is completely all over the place. I actually have a bunch of chapters already and somehow never managed to post the next. Sorrry UwU
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The TARDIS landed with her usual announcement, only seconds after we had returned to the spot where we had parted. I had gathered one of the black stones from the meteor, at least hoping it belonged to it. Maybe there was something useful to be discovered from the stone. Trying was better than doing nothing, after all. And if it wasn't useful, it would still serve as a souvenir.
The Master hadn't said much more and the dragon fletching was sleeping on my shoulder, seemingly exhausted by the little action it had had. So the minutes it had taken to go back to the rendezvous point had been spent in silence.
When the door to the blue box opened, I saw Donna poking her head out, her look immediately resting on me. She grinned and waved me inside.
"Is it safe?" she asked, eyeing the tiny dragon on my shoulder. "Do you think it will attack us or anything? It's so cute though. How can something so adorable be so deadly?"
"It's only a child." I smiled. "I think if we treat it decently it won't become a threat."
"I hope so," Donna commented. "It doesn't seem evil."
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I brought the dragon back to its terrarium, not at all sure if it even needed the place anymore. But better be safe than sorry. And it was sleeping soundly anyway.
I stripped out of the clothes I had now worn for several days, glaring at the coat I had gotten from Darwil. It had a cool, post-apocalyptic look, but wasn't really suited for everyday use. So it ended up in my wardrobe while I took a long shower, washing away all the grime and fear and everything that had happened during our trip through the destroyed city.
