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Missy was angry. She'd only just managed to wrangle her way off Skaro alive, no thanks to the Doctor, the sanctimonious git! How dare he, how dare he choose the puppy that she'd so generously gifted to him over her, his oldest and closest friend? He'd sent her his Confession dial, did that really mean so little to him? That he would treat her like she was nothing! But no, apparently it had just been an elaborate deception! And people thought that she was the manipulative one! She saw it now. The Doctor had never cared for her. Just knew her far too well, knew that no matter how much they fought, no matter how much she had pretended in the pa

"Good, because there is only one way that I can communicate with Clara..." He was beginning to doubt himself, even as the dream crab lowered itself over his face - what if he was wrong, what if it didn't work, or their dream wasn't a mutual one? What if he forgot what he was there for and the creature feeding on his mind stopped him from remembering and he fell into his own private dream world which enticed him to be there?  What if... The Doctor woke with a start, safely in his bed in the TARDIS, calling out from the remains of his dream. "Clara!" Confusion set in a moment later as his dream - and it had been such a bizarre dream - quickl

It had been a few weeks since the Doctor had taken the Mistress aboard the TARDIS, and thus far things had gone surprisingly well. Granted they'd each had their fair share of angry Scottish rants, and she'd definitely done more than her fair share of personal space invasion over those days, which had been the cause of a significant number of those rants, on his part at least. But on the whole she'd been remarkably well behaved, considering things had not gone her way at all, and her plans had gone askew. The Doctor was wandering through the TARDIS - generally he kept a fairly close eye on her, because of course he didn't trust her running lo

The Doctor sat curled up in the corner in a prison cell trying to work out how on Gallifrey he was going to get himself out of this one. He'd only come to the planet to find a present for Kos, who would be staying, as instructed, aboard the TARDIS. It wasn't his fault that he knew nothing of the planet's cultures... The one planet in the universe he knew nothing about beyond their renown for making some of the most beautiful gifts in the universe, and it had to be the one that got offended by every little thing. Okay, maybe it was his fault a little bit, he really should have done his research first. Still, too late for that now. First, they