samedi 26 octobre 2019

bitter pill, no water

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He came face to face with an Ood.

...Or more specifically the burning-red eyes of an Ood who snarled at him and pounced in one fluid motion, foamy spittle dripping off of its tendrils, translator ball outstretched to attack; although it still spoke all soft and polite. "The Beast will rise with his Legion! The Beast will make War against God!"

"OH!" The Doctor jolted back in surprise and jammed his legs together at the last second. "Sorry, sorry, shouldn't have interrupted you... Beast, Pit, yada yada..."
Shit. Shit, shit, shit.
The Doctor wasn't really one for swearing, but he wasn't sure what was worse. Possessed Ood or the fact that he really might not get to use the bathroom any time soon...

Stranded on Sanctuary Base Six for the foreseeable future, everybody’s favourite Time Lord chooses the wrong time to need the toilet.

Words: 5460, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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