Conversations between a Muse and Author

[morgynleri]

I've a new muse who won't shut it, and has a particular habit of chattering at me at the most inopportune moments. Of course, most of these were over the weekend, but... *shrugs*

"What did I tell you about world domination?"

The Master rolled his eyes, fiddling with his laser screwdriver. It would be so easy to... He sighed. "Not until we get home. And then you agreed to go to a party after work. Really, one would think you're trying to avoid me."

"It's called a life. Deal with it."

He wishes for a moment she didn't have a dampening field up in the lounge that disabled his screwdriver.

~ ~~ ~

"This is boring." He's trying to fiddle with the stereo, and getting only the music playing outside her head.

"Shut it. I'm still at work. No raining down death and destruction in public. It's distracting."

"And?" He gives the Doctor a sideways look, wondering what would distract him enough to grab the sonic screwdriver.

"Box, Q, and Kodo drums."

The Master grimaces, and sulks, slouching into a chair that appears just in time to keep him from falling on his arse. "You're no fun."

"You weren't saying that this morning."

"This morning, you were enjoyable. Now you're boring." He starts swinging back and forth, staring at the ceiling of the lounge.

~ ~~ ~

"Better." The Master grins, wondering what it would take to get her to do something more than think pleasent thoughts like this. He needs to annoy her more often.

"Piss off."

"No." His grin grows. "This is more fun."

"Mad bastard."

"You knew that before you let him show up." The Doctor is trying to keep a fanged rabbit contained and one eye on the Master at the same time. Not that he'd do anything.

It's a lot more fun to watch him fend off a plot bunny, anyway. He'll have to teach it tricks, maybe.

~ ~~ ~

"Tell me again why this is playing?" The Master frowns at the stereo, leaning back in his favorite chair again. He can see the Doctor sitting on a box out of the corner of his eye. A box that rattles from time to time, the plot bunny attempting to escape.

The Doctor jerks his head to another corner, where the vague outline of... well, a person of some sort, is sitting, the most visible part of... it... a smile that sends a shiver of delighted anticipation down the Master's spine.

"Got a new muse showing up who likes it. Trying to coax it out of the corner. What did you think she was doing?"

"Trying to drive me insane?"

"You already are, you bloody lunatic."

"I wasn't addressing you." The Master glares at the hallway leading to the control room. The wolf there raised its head, baring its teeth in silent warning. Getting there was a bit more annoying than regeneration. Though, at least he keeps the same face.

~ ~~ ~

"What about that lovely companion of yours, the one who isn't really from our universe?" The Master spins his chair again, grinning at the change of music.

"You don't want to meet her." The Doctor bangs the side of the box he's put the plot bunny's cage into when it rattles again. "Shut it in there. I'm not letting you out. Bloody man's annoyance enough without you."

"Oh, really, Doctor. She'd be so much fun!"

"Fun?" The Doctor snorts. "She'll rip one of your hearts out, and cosh you over the head with it if you annoy her."

The Master laughs, his grin spreading wider for a second before it vanishes. "I'll have to do something if she tries that."

"Good luck. You haven't met her mum. 'Sides, she's a bit of a favorite of Her." He gestured vaguely in the direction of the control room.

"She'll box you."