Christmas Crackers

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Title: Christmas Crackers
Chapter: I of III
Author: bagheera_san and x_los
Rating: PG
Pairing: Three/Delgado!Master, Brig, Jo, Benton, Yates
Summary: As the holidays approach UNIT finds itself under siege by the Master, whose enthusiasm for Christmas appears to be as sincere as it is sinister.
Beta: aralias, horrible lobster bride and wonderful pinch-hitting beta-beast
A/N: We started this last Christmas and I flaked. Er. It's um, done now? MERRY CHRISTMAS, DAMMIT.

All I want for Christmas is you

Alis Grave Nil 7/15 - Bibamus, Moriendum Est

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Rating: A rather lenient PG-13, for implied incest, violence, innuendo & OC death.
Set: Post S3, Pre S4, as if VOTD never happened.
Summary: The Doctor is in Rome, the emperor has a familiar face, and something is very, very wrong. In this episode! The Doctor grows closer to his patient, but faces unpleasantness over an untimely death.
Word Count: 2926
Author's Notes: This is my attempt to re-interpret Virgil's Aeneid, which is underrated as a holiday read. Thanks to everyone for reading, and I hope you have lovely Christmases (or equivalent).
Pairing: Doctor/Master, implied Master/OC.
Disclaimer: Hail to the Beeb!

Back to mine...

Crossposted to best_enemies dw_slash dwfiction & slash_lords .

Christmas Crackers II

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Title: Christmas Crackers
Chapter: II of III
Author: bagheera_san and x_los
Rating: PG
Pairing: Three/Delgado!Master, Brig, Jo, Benton, Yates
Summary: The Master crashes UNIT's Christmas party with a deadly slay-ride.* Three knows Venusian Snowball Akido. The Brigadier is not drunk, dammit. Jo tries to teach everyone the True Meaning of Christmas and finds her audience somewhat unappreciative.
Beta: aralias, who is splendid, absolutely unlike any sort of crustacean and is neither horrible nor married.
A/N: We started this last Christmas and I flaked. Er. It's um, done now? MERRY CHRISTMAS, DAMMIT.
Previous: Chapter I

*Yes, I meant that pun. No, I'm not sorry.


Think of all the fun I've missed--
think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed.
Next year I could be oh so good,
If you'd check off my Christmas list.