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best_enemies2011-04-23 12:13 am
neveralarch) wrote in best_enemies2011-04-23 12:13 am
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Rec: Things You Don't Want in the Night
Things You Don't Want in the Night
Pairing: Ten/Simm!Master
Length: 1,600
Summary: Right after that Martian adventure, the Doctor decides to have a nice sleep; the Master wakes him up.
Warnings: None.
Author on LJ (or Teaspoon, or Prydonian):![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
calapine
Why this must be read: One thing I like about fanfiction is getting to read alternate versions to canon - especially when it's written in between pieces of canon, when we have some of the facts but not all of them. In between Waters of Mars and The End of Time, we knew that Ten was going off the deep-end and that the Master was coming back somehow. Calapine took those fragments and turned them into this awesome snarky little fic. It's funny, it's thoughtful, and it's always interesting to see another way things could have gone.
Excerpt:
The Doctor woke to the sound of a slow hand clap. It was a bit disconcerting since he was almost certain that he was travelling solo and absolutely certain that he really really wanted to be alone right now, alone and asleep, and not just because he was feeling sorry for himself. There were proper reasons too. Deep, Time Lord-y ones that the ephemeral races couldn’t possibly begin to comprehend. And he wanted a lie in.
Unfortunately, whatever was clapping could talk too: “Ten out of ten for crazy; eight out of ten for gratuitous death and destruction. Minus several million for style.”
Link to the story: Things You Don't Want in the Night.
Leave comments if you like the fic! Authors love comments, especially on older stories (or I do and I'm willing to generalize to everyone else).
Pairing: Ten/Simm!Master
Length: 1,600
Summary: Right after that Martian adventure, the Doctor decides to have a nice sleep; the Master wakes him up.
Warnings: None.
Author on LJ (or Teaspoon, or Prydonian):
calapine Why this must be read: One thing I like about fanfiction is getting to read alternate versions to canon - especially when it's written in between pieces of canon, when we have some of the facts but not all of them. In between Waters of Mars and The End of Time, we knew that Ten was going off the deep-end and that the Master was coming back somehow. Calapine took those fragments and turned them into this awesome snarky little fic. It's funny, it's thoughtful, and it's always interesting to see another way things could have gone.
Excerpt:
The Doctor woke to the sound of a slow hand clap. It was a bit disconcerting since he was almost certain that he was travelling solo and absolutely certain that he really really wanted to be alone right now, alone and asleep, and not just because he was feeling sorry for himself. There were proper reasons too. Deep, Time Lord-y ones that the ephemeral races couldn’t possibly begin to comprehend. And he wanted a lie in.
Unfortunately, whatever was clapping could talk too: “Ten out of ten for crazy; eight out of ten for gratuitous death and destruction. Minus several million for style.”
Link to the story: Things You Don't Want in the Night.
Leave comments if you like the fic! Authors love comments, especially on older stories (or I do and I'm willing to generalize to everyone else).