A/N: I had received a request to do another Movie Night that had Moriarty. I was considering it when the Master decided to join in the fun. This is the result. :p Thanks to Dark Magical Sorcres for the prompt. :) I want to warn you guys that, yes, it is another short fic and it may be more crap than the last one. I didn't really have a lot of time to edit it because one of my aunts has passed away, after a two year struggle with cancer, over the weekend. Her funeral was in the beginning of this week, so I apologize that everyone isn't IC. But, please enjoy. :)

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Movie Night II: Villains

"It's interesting what humans call 'horror.'" It was said when the heroin and Norman Bates were talking.

"Keep in mind, dear, that ordinary people had this idea. Though, it's a lot more entertaining than it could have…" Jim Moriarty trailed off when the movie showed the motel shower- head turn on. He became excited and, while staring at the screen, lightly tapped his guest's arm. "This is it!"

The Master stared at his human counterpart incredulously. How one could be this brilliant and be so child- like was beyond him. Meanwhile, the sound of shower curtains being abruptly yanked back and the startling first few cords of music, made his head snap back to the telly.

Both questionably sane criminals watched the murder take place, one with a manic grin plastered on his face, the other with a smirk. But both had excitement shining in their eyes.

As the woman's blood swirled down the shower drain, Jim remarked with wonderment, "Beautiful, isn't it?"

"Though it lacks… elegance. Finesse," the Master agreed, grabbing a handful of popcorn.

"Of course, it does. He's ordinary. A pet. He didn't have us to help him." Moriarty met the Time Lord's gaze. "Well… me, at least."

The Master's gaze narrowed. "And, yet, I have centuries worth of experience and," he paused, his expression becoming more condescending. "I'm not afraid to get dirty."

Moriarty smiled. Neither am I.

Onboard the Valiant

The soldier watched the other Time Lord, the Doctor, walk closer to the defeated Master. He moved his gaze beyond the Doctor, tuning him out as he spoke of how the Master would be his responsibility, and looked at the woman known as Lucy Saxon. When she met his gaze, he gave her a slight nod. She raised the gun Francine Jones had dropped and fired.

Jim Moriarty gave her a wink. Very good, Pet. He smirked.

As the Doctor lowered the Master to the ground, Moriarty slipped out of the bridge door without being noticed.

End

A/N: If there is any confusion please PM me and I'll try to explain. In any case, I hope you enjoyed. :)