Why Earth?

by Lucillia

There has to be a good reason for why just about every hostile force in the universe has come gunning for a certain small blue planet in the middle of nowhere and its inhabitants, right?

"So, why Earth?" The Master idly asked aloud as he stared up into the sky and saw Gallifrey which was doing its level best to knock Sol III out of its orbit ignoring the arriving Time Lords and the fact that The Doctor had a gun pointed at him."Why out of all of the planets in the universe does just about every threat to life and existence come to destroy Earth?"

"Uh, that's my fault actually." The Doctor said slightly sheepishly.

"What did you do?" The Master asked.

"When Rassilon first came back from the dead," The Doctor said, gesturing towards the Lord President of Gallifrey with his gun "I kind of "accidentally" locked him in the TARDIS theater and MST3Ked him."

The Master snickered at the image of Rassilon being forced to sit through the worst films in the entirety of Earth's history. He somehow had the feeling that the founder of Time Lord society wasn't the sort to start making snide comments about the films in order to preserve his sanity or build friends out of junk to keep him company.

"Nice."