A Different Set of Drums (The Master, Doctor Who)

Chapter Sixteen

Sensations

Kayla's POV Back to current

It was fun, putting up lights and all. Still is I guess, but I have a little problem. I can't look at The Master normally anymore. There's something about him that draws me in. He's not the same man I first started off knowing.

Hell, he's not even a man, he's a Time Lord.

Duh.

I rolled my eyes at myself, before slipping on my special Christmas socks. So as I was saying before my story, it's currently Christmas Eve! How exciting! I've got good gifts. Hope they like it.

Oh yes, I earned the money. The Doctor had an abundance of cash but I refused it. Instead I did work for it. Like clean everywhere, chores...

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Even had to make coffee in the morning for The Master, who hated coffee and always spat it out. Apparently The Doctor liked seeing him drink it. Total creep he is. Worse than The Master. Well, when I say that... I mean my own personally view.

But anyways. Enough of this.

I got up from my usual spot in the library, where I like to think. I think I should do something. I walk out of the room and practically waddle like a penguin down the corridors. It's fricking freezing.

I might go outside, probably should get more clothes too pile on first. Maybe I can bring others. Still waddling along, I look to my left seeing the door to the main room. I stop, walking over and peeking my head in. "Hey!" I called, before frowning. Nobody was here.

Sighing, I close the door and go towards the changing rooms. Going in, I go to the second wardrobe. Being here a while, I thought to look through all the clothes and labeled each closet. I even let Jack name one. I nearly died of laughter when he called one of them the 'gay' closet. His words, not mine.

Going through the winter clothes, I try to find a coat that was too big for me and found a perfect one. It was a fluffy, pure white snow coat. It's fabulous! I grin at it, putting it on before wearing the same coloured snow boats. Nodding to myself, I walk out and towards the door a The Master once shown us.

Turning the knob and opening it, I came to a surprise seeing The Master, with a snowball at hand, grinning. Now let me tell you something that is wrong here.

It's The Master.

Holding a snowball.

And he's grinning.

These are the biggest signs in the world that he's got a plan, and it's a bad one. Squealing, I quickly close the door and sprint off to the side. I wasn't quick enough, for I felt the shocking coldness at the back of my head, slowly slipping down into my coat.

I stood ridget. The coolness making me breathe out short, sharp breaths. "M-Master!" I growled, hearing him laugh. "It's down my tee-shirt!" I scream slightly, hearing crunching of snow behind me. "Lucky." I heard him mumble as I burst out laughing.

"Stop making me laugh!" I giggle before I seen him face me with his bright blue coat. Awe. Can I say he looks like a little kitten?

I lean over slightly and pinch his cheeks, grinning all the while. "Wittle chubby cheeks!" I say, him sticking out his tongue making the face funnier.

I still had my hands at his face, holding it instead of pinching it now. Our breaths creating little clouds every few seconds. It was adorable, he had of course his light blue coat and grey gloves. I should've worn a hat, damn.

His cheeks were slightly tinted red from the cold, his soft eyes staring at me, with all it's information and craziness. A whole world in there. It's mesmerising, how such eyes can just make me practically fall so easily. Such... Eyes.