The second last time lord (Eleventh doctor) - Doctor Who

Sisters united (Part 5)

Mwahaha, I'm evil. I really am. But would I really make her kiss the prince and not the doctor. Would I really? Of course I would. Cause I'm evil. :) The pic above is of the moon pin that the doctor and sorceress won, plus all the residents of the moon kingdom. So shiny! Ha ha, enjoy more kissing.

They entwine their fingers and run off together, leaving a fuming doctor behind.

He smashes his fist into the wall, breaking the soft plaster. When he looks at his throbbing fist, he sees a small cut, running from one side to the other.

"She won't let me forget this," he grumbles before making his way down his dedicated hallway.

He walks along, knocking over vases and paintings in his hurry and anger. He rips through one tapestry and was about to do the same to the next before he saw that it had a low claw mark on it. He lifts it up and sees that the claw mark has sliced through the tapestry and into the wall behind it, leaving a long thin cut there. He feels a wind on his shoulder and swiftly turns around to see in front of his face, two gleaming yellow eyes, and a grey fluffy snout, belonging to the king's werewolf form.

The doctor takes a cautious step back, avoiding the spit that came flying out of the wolf's snarling jaws. It clashed its sharp teeth together, a growl emitting from deep in its throat. The doctor, reaching into his pocket, pulls out his sonic screwdriver and points it at the wolf, the buzzing noise ringing through the hallway. The wolf cowers in pain from the high pitched noise, and the doctor takes that moment to run. He turns the corner abruptly, poking his head back around the bend, to see that the wolf had regain itself and was beginning to come back down the hallway after him. Running again he turned a few more corners to find, right in front of him, Kyle and the sorceress with their lips pressed against each other.

"Come on, guys!" the doctor yells, yanking the sorceress off Kyle and dragging her down the hallway.

"Jealous?" she inquires, smirking a little.

"I don't know what's got into you today, but you're not acting right," he mutters, missing the sorceress hearing this time.

He grabs her by the shoulders, but not too roughly in case he hurt her. He shoves her into one of the rooms and comes in after her, locking the door, so that the prince could not enter.

"Well, that's not fair," the sorceress whines, "Let him in. He's my lover after all."

The doctor growls again, "No he's not. You are not the sorceress. What have you done with her. What have you done with my princess."

"Princess," she mocks, circling him, like hunter circling prey, "Princess. where has your princess gone now, doctor. Has she left you? Like she always does."

"She never leaves me," he spits, staring her down.

"Doctor, doctor come help me. Doctor help me please," she says, still in her mocking tone, "She called for you endlessly. But where was her prince  in shining armor? Prince, huh. Right outside the door."

A banging was heard by the sorceress and doctor and a muffled yelling. They both turn their head, in sync, towards the door.

"Oh, dear doctor. Listen up. While you were ignoring her shouts for help, the prince saved her. all by himself. Without your help."

"Liar," he spat whilst growling, "all lies. I saved her. I came and rescued her. Stop taking over her body, king."

His voice rose at the last word and the sorceress took a step back in shock.