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 planned to update a lot sooner, but I'm really exhausted lately. I don't know how non-autistic people handle work and life and everything without regularly shutting or melting down. The world is just too bright and too noisy. On the bright side... I have a few weeks off, so I can finally have a huge load of alone time and carefully regulated sensory input, lol.
And what's the first thing you do in that situation? Yes! Do a shopping trip and get a super spontanous eyebrow piercing! But now I will rest... promise. And ofc I'll leave you with another chapter to compensate for my ranting ;P
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It was surprisingly easy to convince the Doctor to land at the market. I told him a story of how I had read about it in a book and that it sounded interesting and fun enough to get my mind busy for a bit. An opportunity he eagerly wanted me to have.
Betraying him like that felt awful.
I knew he would hate me, would he ever find out. I knew it would probably be the end of me being allowed to stay in the TARDIS. What would I do then? Return to the hole I had lived in? Trying to go back to a normal life? I didn't want a life like that. I didn't want to... live at all? Not like that, at least.
I shook my head. The Master would just 'kidnap' me from wherever the Doctor would drop me. I was sure of that. And as long as the Time Lord didn't find out... things would end well.
I still hated lying, though. It was disgusting how good I was at it. Thirty years of constantly hiding everything about me had made me that good. If you spend most of your life playing a role and wearing a mask, then lying comes naturally. At least it did for me.
I tried my best to keep my mind from the fact by enjoying the colourful market. It truly was a sight to behold. Huge buildings rose into the sky all around us, lurking giants that allowed only little sunlight to pass. Here, it was night at all times of the day and the streets were illuminated by thousands of signs and holograms, some advertising, some guiding, others warning.
And the whole place was bustling with life. I had never seen so many different species of aliens. Some of them looked like winged jellyfish, some had the features of squirrels, but we're as big as humans. I saw a species that looked as if a walrus had suddenly decided to walk on its hind legs and another that was paper thin.
Donna hooked her arm into mine and together we strolled along booths, eyeing the different wares and chatting along. It was so easy with her, the conversation just flowed in a way I had seldom experienced with other people, even though I didn't share most of her interests. Jewellery and dresses just weren't my thing. A collection of miniature spaceships caught my eye and Donna endured it with a smile.
We had some money. For once, the Doctor had been lucky and had won a large sum on this planet a long time ago. A long time for him, at least. He didn't have any use for it and so we were free to get some souvenirs.
