fic: it's tradition

The clerk at the desk smiled warmly, voice an alarming screech of a pitch as she greeted them. "Hello!" It was bright and bubbly and the Master wondered, for a moment, if her blood would come out frothy and some annoyingly disgusting color of pink. "And welcome."

( we'll meet again my dear on doomsday~ )

prompt: none
words: 518

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The comfy thing, the comfy warm thing, it was moving.

The Master punched it to straighten it out, snuggling closer to the warmth, there seemed to be a bit of a draft and while he didn't enjoy the heat all that much, he definitely didn't enjoy extreme temperatures in the opposite direction either.

( if only you could see the beast you've made of me~ )

prompt: the master and jack wake up naked in bed together with no memory of how it happened.
words: 533