Hand In Hand Is The Only Way To Land, Doctor/Master, PG-13

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Title: Hand In Hand Is The Only Way To Land
Author: batmanboxers [Sarah]
Pairing: Doctor/Master
Rating: PG-13
POV: Third
Word Count: 4,220
Summary: The cat is swishing its tail again angrily. It has spent the past twenty minutes trying to take a chunk out of the Doctor’s ankle.
Author Notes: This was written for sanestlunatic because it's her birthday and I love her and we love cats. I apologise for some of the more RTD worthy logic in this. Many thanks to xrainbowcloud for the beta work.

“I don’t see what the problem is here,” the Doctor announces loudly, feeling a hum in the TARDIS pick up in amusement. Great, even his ship is laughing at him, “They’re cat biscuits, look c-a-t. That’s what you are. You should like this.”

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Alis Grave Nil 11/20(ish) - Si Vis Amari Ama

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Rating: NC-17.
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! Ahem,Virgil: Henceforward Dido cared no more for her appearance or her good name, and ceased to take any thought for secrecy in her love. She called it a marriage; she used this word to screen her sin.
Word Count: 5550.
Author's Notes: Alis Grave Nil takes loose (very loose) inspiration from Virgil's Aeneid. Virgil/Augustus OTP, y/y? And, as always, massive apologies for that unplanned hiatus. I've started Uni, and hence have been up all night writing essays on Afghanistan. I'd much rather be doing this! Also a massive thanks to the eternally lovely evilawyer for spontaneously beta-ing earlier chapters. She is awesome!
Pairing: Ten!Doctor/Caligula-Simm! Master
Disclaimer: Hail to the Beeb!
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Rumour, swiftest of all pests, had descended upon Rome...