"Oh, did you?"
"There’s really nothing to explain. And… I think I’ve left the front door open, so I should go and check on that," the Doctor said with a smile as he edged towards the nearest exit.
"I believe that there is quite a bit to explain, and I suggest that you do it sooner as opposed to later." the Time Lord said to the other as he followed him to the nearest exit. He was not willing to let him simply run off. Not this time.
"I meant that I would like you to explain yourself." the Master replied venomously.
"I am not sulking, Doctor. Nor am I playing anything. Perhaps you should go to bed by yourself and consider why I’ve even bothered to make myself a new room." he stated firmly before moving to slide the bookcase over and push it forward to seal himself in his room. "Do find me tomorrow if you find that you require a hint."
The Doctor lounged in his chair, box perched on his lap again, as the Master finished preparing the tea. No sooner was the tea given to him that the other Time Lord was demanding what was in the box. “No hellos and how are yous, then? Or are you always like this when you receive presents? Christmas must be a laugh.”
"I rarely celebrate Earth holidays, and I thought that this was a meeting. You get to the point in meetings, that way you have time to go back and work on what is necessary.” the Master explained as he put a splash of milk into his tea. He’d enjoyed Christmas when they’d celebrated it some time ago. Perhaps they should do that again some time. His husband might enjoy that…. but he wasn’t in any mood to make his Doctor happy at the moment. “Not that you would know or care about that. Not to mention, I thought that we already greeted each other. No need to repeat ourselves.”
"Fair enough," the Doctor nodded. He set the box on his chair and checked out what was inside the indicated cupboard. "Oh, look at that variety! I like the sound of this - no, that one. Wait, this is the winner! No…Rooibos! Yes! This one! Want me to grab you something?”
While the other Time Lord looked through the cabinet, he moved over to the table and looked at the box. He had started to work out what might be inside it when the Doctor had made his selection.
"No, I will make a pot of that and we can both have it." he stated, taking the box from the other’s hand. A tea pot was then selected, and matching cups were found. The Master set up the table and made the tea, then brought it to the table and poured it into their cups. He then took his seat. "Here’s your tea. I’ve upheld my end of our agreement. You will now show me what have you brought me."
The Doctor was not convinced. All the same, he didn’t want to tempt the other’s anger any more than he had to. His intention was quite the opposite. Instead, he followed the other and occupied himself with mentally comparing this TARDIS with his own.
The kitchen opened before them and the Doctor immediately slumped himself down into a seat. He set the gift in his lap to obscure the other’s vision of it. “I like what you two have done with the place. Very nice, very clean.”
"Thank you. What sort of tea would you like?" he asked as he put the kettle on and then turned to gesture to a set of cabinets to the right of the Doctor. "All of the teas we have are in that cupboard. I’m not going to list them all for you so I suggest that you look through and select one."
The Doctor stepped into the TARDIS, his head tilted toward the other with curiosity etched in his features. “Ooooh, grouchy today. That’s not what I expected, not at all. If its any consolation, I’m pretty decent at doing tasks. Not all tasks, mind, but a good amount. Need help with something in particular?”
"I am not grouchy and I do not need help.” the Master snapped as he closed the door. The console could wait until his husband returned. It was his own fault, and his own mess to clean up. “The kitchen is this way.” The Time Lord led the other into the hall and around a few corners to the kitchen where he proceeded to begin making tea. There was a small table in the corner where the Doctor could sit if he so chose.
"Imagine that, just the Time bloke I wanted to see! Hallo, hallo! Got a little something for you while I was out and about." He patted the end of the box under his arm proudly. "But I’m only giving it under the condition that you have tea with me in a proper sit down situation. Sound like agreeable terms?"
"Oh, yes of course. Do let me put all of my tasks to the side to accommodate you." the Master said sarcastically in a dark tone as he held the door open for the Doctor. He had to admit that he was vaguely curious about what was in the box. Hopefully it wasn’t the other Time Lord’s pet Dalek.
He was having the most shittiest of days. For once in a long time he was doing his job. There was a problem with one of the gangs dealing in some of his wares. His informants thought it was just a small gripe , but one that needed tending. What they didn’t tell him was that the gangs in the area and this one decided to try for a coup. Although they might not of know themselves as evident to their blood and gore leaking out of their bodies back where he left them in a hale of gun fire.
The bullet went through, no digging it out. The only bit of good news of the night. The damn apes had cut his escape route to Moros. He’s been running for a while dodging these grunts, but even a Time Lord can go so far with such hole in his side.
The filth and the slime would not be good for his wound, but better he deal with possible infraction then immediate death. He had hoped they’d just run through. Looking for him a head while he doubles back and gets to his TARDIS.
"Are you speaking to me or are you simply voicing aloud a thought?"
That voice.. ohhh no no no no no not that voice. Please just let it be someone else. Please Omega give him a break. Please please please He prays to himself as the Human growled something insulting back at the other Time Lord.
The Master did not take kindly to being insulted, and he pulled out his laser screwdriver, set it to stun on a high level and quickly fired it at the three men who dropped to the ground. The Time Lord then moved over to where the Harrier was cowering.
"Give me a reason why I shouldn’t change the setting on my screwdriver and put you out of your misery again. I would suggest that you make it quick. These three should be waking up shortly.” he announced rather loudly.
-The Master probably wouldn’t have terribly minded that the Doctor was sneaking into his study, and he would have been surprised to see him in bed with him when he woke up, but the Master’s sleeping quarters happened to be a hidden side-room as didn’t necessarily want people interfering with much in his study. Including his resting self.-
-Fortunately for the Doctor, Fluffy was mewling quite loudly at a bookcase and there was the sound of shuffling from behind it right before it pulled itself inwards and moved off to the side. The Master smiled down at his cat, who rubbed against his leg and then moved off to leap onto his bed and make herself comfortable. His smile faded when he saw the Doctor, and he again looked vaguely annoyed to see him standing there.- Can I assist you, Doctor? You appear to be lost. If you care to recall, you moved my room downstairs. Yours is on the main hallway.